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LIBRARY  OF  THE  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 
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Doctor  WATTS's 

IMITATION 

OF  THE 

P  S  A  L  MS 

O  F 

DAVID, 

CORRECTED  and  ENLARGED, 

By  J  O  E  l/B  A  R  L  O  W. 

TO    WHICH    IS    ADDED 

si    C  0  LLE  GT I 0  N   OF 

HYMNS; 

rhe  whole  applied  to  the  State  of  the  Christian 
Church  in  general. 

The  Fourth  Edition. 

X  u  k  e   x  x  i  v .     All  things   muji  be  fulfilled  %vhkh  •were 
written  in  ///<?— Psalms  concerning  me. 


HARTFORD: 
Pointed  by  NATHANIEL  PATTEN' 
•   [With  a  Privilege  of  Cofy^Rjght.] 


A 


T  a  Meeting  of  the  General  Afibciation  of  the 
State  of  Connecticut  in  June  laft,  it  was  thought 
expedient,  that  a  number  of  the  Pfalms  in  Dodlor 
Watt's  verfion,  which  are  locally  appropriated,  fhould 
be  altered  and  applied  to  the  ft  ate  of  the  Chriftian 
Church  in  general,  and  not  to  any  particular  country  ; 
and  rinding  fome  attempts  had  been  made  to  alter  and 
apply  thofe  Pfalms  to  America,  or  particular  parts  of 
America,  tending  to  deftroy  that  unift  rmity  rn  the  life 
-cf  Pfalrnony,  fo  defirabk  ia  ^rejigious  atTemblics  ;  they 
appointed  the  Rev.  Mefirs.  T':mot-:y  Fitk:n,  John  Smatty 
and"  Theodora  Ifinfiate^  a  Committee  to  confer  with  and 
apply  to  Mr.  "Joel  Bartow,  of  Hartford,  to  make  the 
propofed  alteration.  Thefe,  together  with  the  additions 
and  the  collection  of  Hymns  annexed  to  this  Edition,  we 
k:ive  carefully  examined  and  approved  ;  and  we  there- 
fore recommend  them  to  the  ufe  cf  the  Church  ot 
Christ,  for  the  purpofes  of  public  worfhip  and  private 
devotion. 

TlMOTMY    PlTKIW,  1  Ccmotittee  of 

JohmSmally,  >  Ger.eral 

TilEODOHE  II X N s D A L F .     )  s'Jfociaticn, 


The  followmg  Gentlemen,  appointed  by  particular 
Aflbciations,  to  examine  and  revife,  concur  in  theabovt 
Kecommendatiort. 

Nathan  Williams, 
Thomas  W.  Bray, 
'Kathan  Perkins. 


January   I,   1 785, 


PREFACE. 

THE  rc+fons  fa  undertaking  the  Correal ions  and  Ad" 
ditions,  cSntdiHed  in  this  Edition  of  the.  Pfain:*  are 
fujfciently  explained  in  thejoregping  Narrative  of  thcGi- 
•;gral  Aj/ociaticn's  Committee.  Yet  the  difficulty  of  giving 
general  fati'facliou  in  attempts  of  this  kind,  cannot  be  re- 
alized till  the  experiment  bemdde.  Among  the  many  Ver- 
fons  which  have  been  given  of  thefe  Divine  Songs  in  order 
to  adapt  them  to  the  Chriflian  State  and  WorJJiip,  that  of 
Doctor  Watts  is  undoubtedly  in  many  refpecls  to  be 
■trd erred.  His  Application  of  the  prophetic  pajages  ;  his 
;afj,and  natural  explication  of  parts  that  are  in  any  mea- 
sure obfeure  ;  his  pure  and  elevated  Jlrairis  of.  devotion,  fo 
tdeafmg  to  every  pious  and  attentive  Reader,  have  per- 
haps never  been  equalled  in  our  Language  :  And  with  ref- 
peil  to  hisftyle  and  manner  of ' verification,  they  are  not 
tnly  better  ailapted  to  the  capacities  of  common  affembhes, 
and  the  eafy  folemnity  of  Church  Mufic,  than  any  ether  that 
have  yet  appeared  ;  but  it  may  be  prefumed  that  no  Poet 
after  him  will  fuccecd  in  composing  devotional fongs,  with- 
out taking  his  model  ofjyle  and  verification  from  Doclor 
Watts.  'Were  it  not  for  his  heal  appropriation  tf  feme 
Pfalms,  and  his  omifjionof a  few  others,  his  Verfion  would 
tcubthfs  have  beer  u  fad  for  v.any  ages  without  amendment. 
But  as  the  author  of  thefe  t&rre&ions  is  employed,  direcled 
and  /upper  ted  by  fo  ref peel  able  a  Body  as  the  whole  Clergy 
if  the  State  :  and  as  it  is  an  ohfecl  of  great  importance 
that  harmony  and  uniformity  Jhould  be  ejlablijhed  as  exten- 
fivcly  as  pojfible  in  the  uje  of  Pfalmody,  he  has  not  only  a- 
voided  all  local  applications,  but  has  made  fame  fligkter 
tcrreclions  in  point  of  elegance,  where  the  rules  of  gr  am- 
pler, efiabiifhed fince  the  time  of  Doclor  Watts,  have  made 
it  necejfary. 

The  Pfalms  confiderably  altered  are  tie  2T/?,6oM,  6jtA, 
7$th,  124th,  147th  ;   thofe  omitted  by  Doclor   Watts,  are 

the  zSth,  43</,  52./,  54/A,  59M,  64th,  70th,  79/*,  88///, 
10SM,  137  th,  140th. 

The  Hymns  are  fleclsd  chiefly  from  Doclor  Watts  !, 
fome  are  entirely  new.  It  was  thought  advijeable  to  bind 
them  in  the  fame  volume,  that  fact anient  al  and  other  par- 
ticular occafrons,  not  provided  for  in  the  Book  of  Pfalnts, 
might  befupplied  withfui table  foigs  cf  devotion. 


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IMITATION 

OF.  THE 

Pfalms  of  Davitf. 

mwsmmmmmm.  sssfasassascsuias 

Psalm     I.     Common  Metre. 
The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  tie  Wicked 
^.TQLLF.T  is  the  man  who  fhuns  the  place, 
J^  Where  firmer*  ice  to  meet; 
Vy  ho  fears  to  rod  their  Wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  fcorfex's  feat. 

3.  But  in  the  ftatuteig  of  the  L 
Has  pke'd  his  chief  del 
By  day  he  reads  oj  heafe  the  word, 
Ai/d  meditates  by  riij 

3.  [He  like  a  plant  of  generous  kind 

Bv  living  waters  fet 
Safe 'from  the  ftorrns  and  htaiTmg  wind, 
Enjoys  3  peaceful  Hate.] 

4.  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair 

•  Shall  his  profelhon  mire  ; 
While  fruits  ofholinefs  appear 

Like  clutters  on  the  vine. 
c  Not  fo  the  impious  and  unjuft ; 

What  vain  defigns  they  form ! 
Their  hopes  arc  blown  away  like  duft, 

Or  chaff  before  the  ftorm. 

6.  Sinners  in  judgment  mail  not  ftand 
Among  the  fons  of  grace, 


p     s    A     L     M       I.  5^ 

When  Chriji  the  Judge  at  his  right-land 
Appoints  his  feints  a  place. 

7.  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread. 
His  heart  approves  it  well  ; 
Eat  crooked  ways  .of  Tinners  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

Psalm     I.       Short  Metre. 
The  Saint  happy,  the.  Sinner  toifemhie 
1.  .rT"*HE  man  is  ever  bleft, 

J[_     Who  fhuns  the  Tinners'  ways, 
Among  their  councils  never  Hands,. 
Nor  takes  the  fcorner's  place  : 

1.  But  makes  the  law  of  God 
His  ftudy  and  delight, 
A  mi  d^  the  labours  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night, 

3,  He  like  a  tree  fhall  thrive, 
With  waters  near  the  root  ; 
Fiefh  as  the  leaf  his  name  fhall  live,. 
His  works  are  heavenly  fruit. 

A..  Not  fo  th'  ungodly  race, 

They  no  fuch  bleflings  find  : 
Their  hopes  (hall  flee  like  empty  cha# 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

■y  How  will  the^  bear  to  ftand 
Before  that  judgment  feat, 
Where  all  the-  faints  at  Chriji'z  right  k&pt 
In  full  affembly  meet  ? 

6*  He  knows  and  he  approves 
The  way  the  righteous  go  t 
But  Tinners  ajid  their  works  fhali  meet 
A  dreadful  overthrow- 

Psalm     I.       Long  Metre. 
The  Difference  between  the  Righteous  ami  the  ff  .htt. 

HAPPY  the  man,  whofe  cautious  feet 
'Shun  the  -Wind  way  where  firmer*  ge» 
A  % 


«  P    S    A    L    M      II 

Who  hates  the  place  where  Atheifts  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  (coffers  do. 

Z.  He  loves  t'employ  his  morning  light 
Among  the  ftatutes  of  the  Lord  : 
And  fpends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
With  pleafure  pond'ring  o'er  the  word. 

3.  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  ftrearos, 
Shall  flourifh  in  immortal  green  ; 

And  Heaven  will  mine  with  kindeft  beams,, 
On  every  work  his  hands  begin. 

4.  But  finners  find  their  councils  crofb'd  ; 
As  chaff  before  the  tempeft  flies  ; 

So  fhall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  loft, 
When  the  laft  trumpet  makes  the  fkies. 

5.  In  vaiathe  rebel  feeksto  ftand 

In  judgment  with  the  pious  race  ; 
The  dreadful  Judge  with  ftern  command 
Divides  him  to  a  different  place. 
5.  "  Strait  is  the  Way  my  faints  have  trod, 
"  I  bleft  the  path,  and  drew  it  plain  ; 
"  But  you  would  chufe  the  crooked  road  ; 
"  And  down  it  leads  to  endlefs  pain. 

Psalm     II.      Short  Metre. 

Translated  according  to  the  Divine  Pattern, 

Acls  iv.  24,  csfc. 

Chiift  Dying,  Riftng,  Interceding,  and  Reigni'tg^ 

I.  [li   /TAKER  and  fovereign  Lord 

JLVX.      Of  heaven  and  earth  and  feas, 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  anfwers  thy  decrees. 

I.    The  things  fo  long  foretold 
By  David  are  fulfill'd  ; 
When  feivs  and  Gentiles  join  to  flay 
Jefus,  thine  holy  Child.] 

3.    Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 

And  fczus  with  one  accord 

Jjin  ail  their  councils  to  deftroy 

Th*  Anointed  cf  the  Lord  f 


psalm     n. 

4.  Rulers  and   Kings  agrco 

To  fotm  a  vain  defign  ; 
Againft  the  Lord  their  powers  unite, 
Again  ft  his  Chrift  they  join, 

5.  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 

And  will  fupport  his  throne  • 
He  that  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  fon. 

P      A       V       S       E, 

6.  Now  he's  afcending  high, 

To  rule  the  fubjecl:  earth  •■ 
The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heavenly  birth. 

7.  Beneath  his  foveregn  fway 

The  Gentile  nations  bend  • 
Far  as  the  world's  remoteft  bounds, 
His  Kingdom  fhall  extend. 

8.  The  nations  that  rebel, 

Muft  feel  his  iron  rod ; 
He'll  vindicate  thofe  honours  well 
Which  he  receiv'd  from  God. 

9.  [Be  wife,  ye  rulers,  now, 

And  worfhip  at  his  throne  ; 
With  trembling  joy,  ye  people  bow, 
To  God's  exalted  Son. 

10.  If  once  his  wrath  arife, 

Ye  perifli  on  the  place  ; 
Then  blefled  is  the  foul  that  flies 
For  refuge  to  his  grace.] 

Psalm     II.     Common  Metre. 
*•  \~\  7"HY  did  the  nations  join  to  flay 
VV      The  Lord's  anointed  Son  ? 
Why  did  they  caft  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gofpel  down  ? 
2.  The  Lord  that  fits  above,  the  Ikies, 
Derides  their  rage  below, 
He  fpeaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes, 
And.  ftrikes  their  fpirits  through,. 


g  ?    S     A     L     M       ft* 

•  «  I  call  him  my  eternal  Son, 

«  And  raifc  him  from  ait  dead  j 
«  I  make  nv>  hot)  hill  his  throne, 
«  And  wide  his  kingdom  ipvend. 
a.  «  Afc  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjcy 
«  The  utmoft  heathen  lands  ; 
<r  Thy  rod  of  iron  fhall  deftroy 
<•'  The  rebel  that  withftands." 

e.  Be  wife,  ye  rulers  of  the  earth, 
Obev  th'  anointed  Lord, 
Adore  the  King  of  heavenly  birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 
6.  With  humble  love  adddrefs  his  throne,. 
For  if  he  frown,  ye  die  : 
Thofe  are  fecurc,  and  thofe  alone 
Who  on  his  grace  rely.. 

Psalm     It.       Long  P 


».  ::c. 


Chrift's  Ikath,  RefurreBion,  and  Ajccnfatu 

i-  ,\H7'HY  did  the  J£lul  Proclaim  their  rage  ? 

\\     The  Romans  why  their  fwords  -employ  5 
Againlt  the  Lord  their  powers  engage, 
His  dear  Anointed  to  deftroy  ? 

2.  "  Come  let  us  break  his  baBds,  they  %,, 
"  This  man  (hall  never  give  us  laws .;" 
And  thus  they  caft  his  yoke  away, 

And  nail'd  the  Monarch  to  the  crofs. 

3.  But  God,  who  high  in  glory  reigns, 
Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controuk  .\ 
He'll  fmite  their  hearts  with  inward  pains,. 
Andfpeak  in  thunder  to  their  fouls. 

4.  "  I  will  maintain  the  King  I  made 
"  On  Zion's  everlafting  hill, 

"  My  hand  fhall  bring  him  from  the  iead^ 
"  And  he  fhall  iland  your  foveretgn  ftill  * 

5.  [His  wondrous  rifing  from  fhe  earth 
Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known  ; 
The  Lord  declares  his  heavenly  birth  : 
v  This  day  have  I  begot  my  Son. 


PSALM      III.  9 

6.  (t  Afcend,  my  Sob,  to  my  right-hand, 
M  There  thou  (halt  a(k,  and  T  beftow 

u  The  utmoft  bounds  of  heathen  lands  ; 

"  To  thee  their  fuppliant  tribes  fhall  bow."] 

7.  But  nations  that  refiir  hi?  grace 
Shall  fall  beneath  his  lifted  lod  ; 
His  arm  lhaU  crufh  the  impious  race, 
That  dare  provoke  th'  avenging  God. 

Pause. 

8.  Nov/  ye  that  fit  on  earthly  throne?, 

Be  wife,  and  ferve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb  ; 
Now  to  his  feet  fubmit  your  crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  name. 

9  With  humble  love  addrefs  the  Son, 

Left  he  grow  angry,  and  ye-die  ; 

His  wrath  will  burn  to  worlds  unknown-, 

His  love  gives  life  above  the  fky. 
IO.  His  ftorms  fhall  quell  the  ftufehorn  foe, 

And  fink  his  honours  in  the  duft  : 

Happy  the  fouls,  their  God  that  know, 

And  make  his  grace  their  only  truft. 

Psalm     III.     Common  Metre. 

Doubts  and  Fears  fupprejjed ;    or,    God  our  deftnse  frc:*} 
Sin  and  Satan. 

i~%   /TY  God,  how -many  ?.re  my  fears  ? 
J\ J^     How  fail    my  foes  increafe  ? 
Confpiring  my  eternal  death, 
They  break  my  prefent  peace. 
z  The  lying  tempter  would  perfuade 
Ther's  no  releaf  in  heaven, 
And  all  my  growing  fins  appear 
Too  great  to  be  forgiven. 

3  But  thou,  my  glory,  and  my  ftrcngth, 

Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread, 
Shalt  filence  all  my  threatening  guilt, 
And  raife  my  drooping  head. 

4  [T  cry'd,  and  from  his  holy  hill 

He  bow'd  aliftening  ear  \ 


io  P    S    A    L    M      KB 

I  eairdmy  Fathtr,  and  my  God, 

And  he  fubducd  my  fear. 

r  He  fried  (oft  fhirnbers  on  mine  eyes, 
In  fpite  of  aU  my  foes  ; 
I  woke  and  wonder'd  at  the  grace 
That  guarded  my  repof«.] 

»  What  tho'  the  hofts  of  death  and  hell 
All  arm'd  againlt  me  Hood  ; 
Terrors  no  more  fhall  make  my  foul  ; 
My  refuge  is  my  God. 

7  Arife,  O  Lord,  fulfill  thy  grace, 
While  I  thy  glory  fing  ; 
My  God  has  broke  the  ferpent's  teeth, 
And  death  has  loft  his  fting. 

*  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs,. 
His  arm.  alone  can  fave  ; 
Bleflings  nttendthy  people  here, 
And  reach  beyond  th«  gravt.. 

P  i+a  l  m  III.  Ver.   i,  z,  3,  4,  5.  8.  Long.Metrt. 

A  Morning  PJalrn. 

1  f~\  Lord,  how  many  are  my  fees, 
V_/  In  this  weak  ftate  of  fkfh  and  blood  I 

My  peace  they  daily  difcovapofe, 
JButmy  defence  and  hope  is  God. 

2  Tired  with  the  burdens  of  the  day,. 
To  thee  1  rais'd  an  evening  cry  ; 
Thou  henrd'ft  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  Almighty  help  was  nigh. 

3  Supported  by  thine  heavenly  aid 
I  laid  me  down  and  llept  fecure ; 
Not  death  mould  make  my  heart  afraid, 
Though  I  mould  wake  and  rife  no  more. 

4  But  God  fuftain'd  me  all  the  night ; 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  : 
He  rais'd  my  head  to  fee  the  light, 
And  makes  his  praife  my  morning  fonj. 


P    S    A    L     M      IV.  u 

P  s  a  l  m      IV.     i,  2,  3,  4  6,  7.     Long  Metre. 
Hraring  of  Prayer  ;  or  God  our  Portion,  and  Chriife   our 


Hope. 


OGod  of  grace  and  righteoufnefs, 
Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain 


Thou  haft  enlarg'd  me  in  diftrefs, 
Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 

2  Ye  fons  of  men  in  vain  ye  try 
Totuin  my  glory  intofhame 
How  long  will  feoffors  love  to  lie, 
And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name? 

3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  faints 
From  all  the  tribes  of  men  befide  ; 

He  hears  and  pities  their  -complaints., 
For  the  dear  lake  of  Chrift  that  died. 

4  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 
A  thoufand  works  of  righteoufnefs, 
We  put  our  truft  in  God  alone, 

And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 

5  Letthe  unthinking  many  fay, 

"    Who  will  Lejhiu  feme  earthly  good" 
But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray .5 
Our  fouls  defrre  this  heavenly  food. 

6  Then  mail  my  cheerful  powers  rejoice 
At  grace  divine,  and  love  fo  great  ; 

Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
For  all  their  wealth  and  boailed  ftate. 

s  a  l  m    IV.     Ver.     3,  4,  5,  8.    Com.  Metre. 

An   Evening   Hymn. 

OKD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray-j 
1    i  I  am  for  ever  thine.:; 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Xor  would  I  dare  to  fin. 

And  while  1  reft  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  bufinefs  free, 
'Tis  fweet  converfmg  on  my  b«d, 

With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 


lt  r    S    A    L    M      V. 

3  I  pay  this  evening  facrifice  ; 

'  And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  flcep  : 
Thy  hand  in  fafety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  flumbers  keep. 

Psalm     V.     Common  Metre, 
For  the  Lcni's  Day  Morning. 
I   T     ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  fhalt  hear 
[    j  My  voice  afcending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer. 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 
C   Up  to  the  hills  where  Chrift  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  faints, 
Praenting  at  his  Father's  throne. 

Our  fongs  and  our  complaints. 
5.  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whefe  fight 
The  wicked  ihall  not  ftand  ; 
Sinners  fhall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 
A  But  to  thy  houfe  will  I  refort, 
Totafte  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
And  worfhip  in  thy  fear. 
c  O  may  thy  fpirit  guide  my  feet, 
In  ways  of  righteoufnels. 
Make  every  path  of  duty  ltrait, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

P    A    U    S    H. 

6  My  watchful  enemies  combine 
To  tempt  my  feet  aftray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  bafe  defign, 
To  make  my  foul  their  prey. 
-  Lord,  crufh  the  ferpent  in  the  duft, 
And  all  his  plots  deftroy  ; 
While  thofe  that  in  thy  mercy  truft, 
For  ever  ihotit  f^rjoy. 


PSALM     vr. 

S  The  men  that  love  and  fear  thy  name, 
Shall  fee  their  hopes  fulfil  I'd  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compafs  them 
With  favour  as  a  fhield. 

Psalm     VI.     Common  Metre. 

Complaint  inficknjfs  ;   or,  difcafts  healed, 

1  T*N  anger,  Lord,  do  not  chaftife, 
JL  Withdraw  the  dreadful  ftorm  ; 
Nor  let  thine  awful  wrath  arife 

Againft  a  feeble  worm. 

2  My  foul  bow'd  down  with  heavy  care*, 

My  flefh  with  pain  opprefs'd  ; 
My  couch  is  witnefs  to  ray  tears, 
My  tears  forbid  my  reft. 

J  Sorrow  and  grief  wear  out  my  days  ; 
I  wafte  the  night  with  cries, 
And  count  the  minutes  as  they  pafs, 
'Till  the  flow  morning  rife. 

4  Shall  I  be  ftill  tormented  more  ? 

My  eyes  confum'd  with  grief  : 
How  long,  my  God,  how  long,   before 
.   Thine  hand  afford  relief. 

5  He  hears  his  mourning  children  fpeak,, 

He  pities  all  our  groans  ; 
He  faves  us  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
And  heals  our  broken  bones.. 

6  The  virtue  of  his  fovereign  ward, 

Reftores  our  fainting  breath  ; 
For  filent  graves  praife  not  the  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  known  in  death.  j, 

Psalm     VI.     Long  Metre. 
Temptations  in  Sicknefs  overcame. 
1   ]'     ORD,  I  can  fuffer  thy  rebukes, 
JLi  When  thou  with  kindnefs  doit  chaftife  f 
But  thy  fierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  it  not  againft  me  rife  » 
B 


1± 


PSALM      VII. 


z  Pity  my  laaguiftiJBg  eftate, 
Andeafe  the  forrows  that  I  feel  ; 
The  wounds  thine  heavy  hand  hath  made, 
O  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal  I 

3  See  how  in  fighs  I  pafs  my  days, 

And  wafte  in  groans  the  weary  night : 
My  bed  is  water' d  with  my  tears  ; 
My  grief  confumes,  and  dims  my  fight. 

4  Look  how  the  pswers  of  nature  mourn  ! 
How  long,  Almighty  God,  how  long  ? 
When  fhall  thine  hour  of  grace  return  ? 
When  fliall  I  make  thy  grace  my  fong  ? 

c  I  feci  my  flefh  fo  near  the  grave, 
My  thoughts  are  tempted  todefpair  : 
But  graves  can  never  praife  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  dull  and  filence  there. 
6  Depart,  ye  tempter?,  from  rry  foul. 
And  all  defpairing  thoughts  depart ; 
My  God,  who  hears  my  humble  moan, 
Will  eafe  my  flefn,  and  chear  my  heart. 

P  s  a  l  m     VII.     Common  Metre. 
God' scan  of  hh  Peofk,  and  funijlmcnt  of  Bcr/ccuSOfT. 
i  JL/TY  truft  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend, 
JVI    My  hope  intt.ee,  my  God  : 
Rife  and  my  helplefs  life  defend, 
From  thofe  that  feck,  my  blood. 

%  With  infolence  and  fury  they 
My  foul  in  pieces  tear, 
As  hungry  lions  rend  tfce  prey, 
When  no  deliverer's  near. 

3  If  e'er  mv  pride  pmvok'd  them  firft, 
Or  once  abu fed  my  foe. 
Then  let  them  tre*d  mv  life  to  dufr, 
And  lay  my  honour  low. 

./  If  there  be  roali-  t  found  in  me, 
I  know  thy  piercing  eyes  ; 
I  fiuuld  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  .-.fit  my  God  to  rifei 


PSALM      VII  I-  v 

5  Ariie,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 

Their  pride  shd  power  controul  ? 
ent,  and  command 
Deliverance  for  my  foul. 

V       A       V       5       E. 

6  Let  finners  and  their -wicked  rage 

Be  humbled  to  the  dull  : 
Shall  not  the  Goi  of  truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the  j.uft  ? 

7  He  knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins, 

He  will  defend  th?  upright  : 
His  lharpeil  arrows  he  ordains 
Againft  the  fons  of  lpite. 

o  Tho5  leagu'din  guile  their  malice  fprcal, 
A  usare  before  my  way  j 
Their  mifchiefs  on  their  impious  head, 
His  vengeance  fhali  repay. 

9  That  cruel  perfecuting  race 

Mure  feel  his  dreadful  fword  ; 
Awake  my  foul,  and  praife  the  grace. 
And  juftice  of  the  Lord. 

P  s   a   l   m     VIII.     Short  Metre. 
Gob's  fevereignty  and  goodnrfs  ;    and  Man's    dwHiniar. 

ever  the  ci  eaturcs. 
i   f~\  LORD,  our  heavenly  King, 
\_/     Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  fpread,, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they ihine. 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high 

I  raife  my  wondering  eyes, 
And  fee  the  moon,  complete  in  light 
Adorn  the  darkfome  fkies. 

3  When  I  furvey  the  ftars 

And  alf  their  mining  forms, 
Lord,  what  Is  man,  that  worthlefs  things 
A-kin  to  duft  and  worms  ? 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthlefs  man, 

That  thou  fhould'ft  love  him  ie  ? 


;6  PSALM     VIII, 

Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  plac'd, 
And  lord  of  all  below  : 

5  Thine  honours  crown  his  head, 
While  beafts  like  flaves  obey, 
Ar.J  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings, 
And  nfh  that  cleave  the  fea. 
#  How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 

And  wondrous  are  thy  ways  : 
Of  duft  and  worms  thy*  power  can  frame 
A  monument  of  praifc. 

';    [From  mouths  of  feeble  babes 

And  fucklings,  thou  canft  draw 
Surprising  honours  to  thy  name  ! 
And  £rikc  the  world  with  awe. 
I  O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King, 
Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 
Tny  glories  rou:id  the  earth  are  fpread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  (nine.  J 

P  s  a   L   M     VIII.     Common  Metre, 
drift's   fondefctnfort    an  J  ghriji.aiicr. ;    or,   God  meat 

i   /^\  LORD,  our  Lor I,  how  wendrcu:  great 
\^Jr  Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  ita:e 
Let  men  and  babes  proclaim, 

a  When  1  behold  the  works  on  high, 
The  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
And  mining  ftars  that  grace  the  iky, 
Thofe  moving  worlds  of  light. 

3  Lord,  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 

Who  dwells  fo  far  below, 
That  thou  mould' ft  viftt  him  with  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  fu  ? 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  mould  bear 

To  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
To  fave  a  dying  worm  ? 


P    :T    a     L     M     VIII.  ft 

[<;■  Yet  while  he  liv'd  on  earth  unknown, 
A&A  nun  would  not  adore, 

Id  obedient  nature  own, 
His  Godhead  and  his  power. 

6  The  wave?  lay  fpread  beneath  his  feet  ; 
And  fifh  at  his  command, 

Bring  their  larg$  iho?is  to  Fctei's  nst, 
Bring  tribute  to  his  hand. 

7  Thefe  fmaller  glories  of  the  Son, 
Shone  through  the  flefhly  cloud  5 

Now  wc  behold  him  on  his  throne, 
And  men  confefs  him  God. 

8  Let  him  with  majefty  be  crown'd, 
Who  bow'd  hi*  head  do  death  ; 

And  his  eternal  honours  found, 
From  all  things  that  have  breath. 

?  Jefus>  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great. 
Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  ftate 
Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim. 

Psalm     VII  [.      Fer.  1,  i,Paraphrafed.- 

Fhjl  Tart.     Long  Metre. 

The  Hofanna  of  the  children  ;    or,,  infants  fralfing  God. 
1      A    LMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  ikies, 

_/~\,   Thro'  tie  wiae  earth  thy  name  is  fpread, 

And  thine  eternal  glorious  rife 

O'er  all  the  heavens  thy  hands  have  made. 
2r  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 

Their  founding  notes  of  honour  raife  ; 

And  babes,  tfith  uninfti'udtea  tongue, 

Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praifc 
3  Thy  power  afiills  their  tender  age 

To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground-. 

To  frill  the  b..ld  biafphemer's  /age, 

And  all  their  policies  confound. 
B  % 


ft  PSALM       IX. 

4  Children  amidft  thy  temple  throng 
To  fee  their  great  Redeemer's  face  ; 
The  Son  of  David,  is  their  fong, 
And  loud  Hafannas  fill  the  place.  * 

5  The  frowning  fcribes  and  angry  priefts 
In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring  ; 
E.evenge  fits  filent  in  their  breafh, 
While  Jtwijh  babes  proclaim  their  King. 

Psalm    VIII.     Ver.  3,  Sec.  Paraphraftd. 

Second  Tart.     Long  Metre. 
Adam  and  Chrift,  Lords  of  the  Old  and  New  Creation. 

1  TT     ORD,  what  was  man,  when  made  at  firft, 

I d  Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  duft, 

1  hat  thou  IhouU'il  fet  him  and  his  race, 
But  juft  below  an  ungel'splace  ? 

2  That  thou  fhould'ft  raifehis  nature  fo, 
And  make  him  lord  of  all  below  ; 
Make  every  beail  and  bird  fubmit, 
And  lay  the  fifhes  at  his  feet  ? 

3  Bat  O  !  what  brighter  glories  wait, 
To  crown  the  fecc::d  sJd  :m's  frate  ? 
What  honours  fhall  thy  Son  adcrr.  ;. 
Whocondefcended  to  be  born  ? 

4.  See  him  below  his  angels  made  ! 
Behold  himnumbcr'd  with  the  dead, 
To  Cave  a  ruin'd  World  from  fin  ; 
Bat  !.e  fhall  reign  with  power  divine. 

5  The  world  t>  come,  redeem'd  from  all 
The  mifericj  that  attend  the  fall. 
New  made,  and  glorious,  fhall  fabmit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

P  s  a  l  m     IX.     Tl-f  Met ^e. 
Wrath  and  Mercy  f ram  the  Judgment  Scat. 
i    TT7TTK  my  whole  heart  I  11  raife  my  fong, 
W       Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim, 
';  \-.  u  fj\ti  igo  i  udge  of  right  and  v. 
Will    a;  tb    tec:  :■:  foame. 


PSALM      IX.  f? 

*  I'll  Ting  thy  majefty  and  grace  ; 
My  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  Judge  the  world  in  righteoufncfs, 
AncTmake  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  (hall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

For  all  tie  pojr  oppreft  ; 

To  fave  the  people  of  his  love, 

And  give  the  weary  reft. 

4  The  men  that  know  thy  name  will  trull 

In  thy  abundant  grace  ; 
For  thou  haft  ne'er  forfook  the  juft, 
Who  humbly  leek  thy  face. 

5  Sing  praifes  to  the  righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Zion's  Hill, 
Who  executes  his  threat'ning  word, 
Whofe  works  his  grace  fulfil. 
Psalm    IX.     Ver.  \z.  Second  Part. 
The  Wijiom  and  Equity  of  Providence. 
I   XT  THEN  the  great  Judge,  fupreme  andjufi> 
\\       Shall  once  enquire  for  blood  ; 
The  humble  fouls  that  mourn  in  duft, 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 
%  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 
Does  his  own  children  raife  : 
In  Zivn's  gates,  with  cheerful  breathy 
They  fing  their  Father's  praife. 

3  His  foes  (hall  fall,  with  heedlefs  feet, 

Into  the  pit  they  made  \ 
And  finners  perim  in  the  net 

That  their  own  hands  have  fpread. 

4  Thus  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  councils  known  : 
When  men  of  mifchief  are  deftroyed, 
In  fnares  that  were  their  own. 
Pause. 

5  The  wicked  (hall  fink  down  to  hell  ; 

Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands 
That  dare  forget  thee,  cr  rebel 
Ag:'.jnft  thy  known  conufcaadk 


to  ?    S     A     L     M       X. 

6  Though  faint-  to  fori  diftrefs  are  bn,u. 

And  wait,  and  long  complain^ 
Their  cries   hall  nover  be  forgot, 

Nor  fhall  t! 

7  [P;,fe,<  res 

pof>r  ; 
Lc      _  t  tj  i  'cet, 

■ 

3 '  Thythui  •  the  proud, 

■  pain, 
•   .  r.rt  Gon, 

P  s  a   l   m     X.     Common  Metre. 
?■ '■■-  ■  ;r!J:,  athci/my  *>;<i 

i  day. 
I  TI  Lord  depart  fofar  ? 

V?         '•  »'d  -vhv  coftceal  his  face, 
Wl  ■  j|ies  appear, 

And  times  of  deep  dhlrefs  r 

a  Lord,  (hall  the  wicked  ftil]  deride 
Thy  justice  ?nd  thy  laws  ? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  flight  the  righteous  caufe. 

3  They  caft  thy  judgments  from  their  fight, 

And  then  infultthe  poor, 
x  They  boaft  in  their  exalted  height, 
That  they  fhall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arife,  O  God,  lift  up  thine  hand, 

Attend  oiur  humble  cry  ; 
No  enemy  thalidare  to  iVnd, 
When  God  afcends  on  high. 

Pause. 

5  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  »age, 

And  fay  with  foolifn  pride, 
The  God  of  heaven  ivi It  xe'tr  er.gagc: 
To  fight  on  Zion' s  fide. 


PSALM     XI.  *% 

t  But  thou  forever  art  our  Lord  ; 
And  powerful  is  thine  hand, 
As  when  the  Heathens  felt  thy  fword, 
And  perifn'd  from  thy  land. 
*j  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 
And  caufe  thine  ear  to  hear  ; 
Accept  the  vows  thy  children  pay, 
And  free  thy  faints  from  fear. 
8  Proud  tyrants  (hall  no  more  opprefs, 
No  more  difpife  the  juft  ; 
And  mighty  finners  (hall  confefs, 
Tbey  are  but  earth  and  duft. 

Psalm     XI.     Long  Metre. 
God  laves  the  light  tous,  and  hates  the  wicked. 
1  ~]\  /TY  refuge  is  the  God  of  love  ; 
JVA  Why  do  my  foes  inful:  and  cry, 
Fly  like  a  timerous  trembFing  dove, 
To  dijlant  -woods  or  mountains  fly  ? 
2.  If  government  be  once  deftroy'd, 
(That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace) 
And  violence  make  juftice  void, 
Where  fhall  the  righteous  feekredrefs  > 

3  The  Lord  in  heaven  has  fix'd  his  throne, 
His  eye  furveys  the  world  below ;. 

To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known  ; 
His  eye-lids  fearch  our  fpirits  through. 

4  If  he  ami&s  his  faints  fo  far, 

To  prove  their  love,  and  try  their  grace, 
What  may  the  bold  tranfgreflTors  fear  ? 
His  foul  abhors  their  wicked  ways. 

5  On  impious  wretches  he  ihall  rain 
Sulpberous  flames  of  wafting  death, 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 

Of  Sodom,  with  his  a'cigry  breath. 

6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  fouls, 
Whofe  thoughts  and  anions  are  ft     ••-> 
And  with  a  gracious  e  e 

The  men  that  his  own  ^na$e  l>c*  • 


2X  PSALM       XII. 

P  t  a  l  M     XII.     Long  Metre. 
The  $  chit's  Safety  an  J  Hofe  in  evil  Times  :   Or,   Sins  ef 
the    Tongue  complaint  J   ofrvht.     JSIafphemj,    FetJ- 

i      A    LMIGHTY  God,  appear  and  favc  ! 
X"\_   For  vice  and  vanity  prcsail ; 
The  godlvperifn  in  frit  grave, 
The  j.iit  depart,  the  fefrbful  fail. 

2  The  whole  difcourfe  when  crouds  are  met. 
Is  fill'd  with  trifles  loofe  and  vain  ; 
Their  lips  are  flattery  and  deceit* 

And  their  proud  language  is  profane. 

3  But  lips  that  with  deceit  abound, 
Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long: 
The  God  of  %  engear.ee  will  confound 
The  flattering  and  tlafpheming  tongue. 

0.  Yetjkal!  our  ivordt  be  free,  they  cry, 
Our  tongues  {kail  be  vemtrmPd  by  none  : 
If 'here  is  the  Lord  lofll  afk  us 
Or  Jay  our  lips  are  net  o..r  c:~      ' 

5  The  Lord  who  fees  the  poor  oppreft, 
And  hears  the  epprenor's  haughty  ftraiu. 
Will  rife  to  give  his  chirire:; 

Nor  fhall  they  trait  his  word  in  vain. 

6  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  though  often  try'd, 
Veid  of  deceit  fhall  ftill  .^.p:er,r  ; 

Not  filver,  feven  time*  purify**" 
From  drofs  and  mixture.  Ibises  fo  clear 

7  Thv  grace  fhall  in  the  cr.rkeft  hour 
Defend  from  danger  and  furpn'.c  ; 
Tho'  when  the  viteft  men  have  pjwer, 
On  every  fide  oppreffors  rife. 

Psalm     XII.     Common  Metre/ 
Complaint  of  a  rencral  Corruption  of  Manners  :  or,    Tree 

.,  /  %*,  of  Chrift'i  towing  to  Judgment. 
I  T-JELP,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail, 
Xj[  Religion  looks  ground  1 


PSALM       XIII,  zs 

The  fons  of  violence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  .".bound  ; 

S.  Their  oaths  and  piomifes  they  break, 
Yet  act  the  flat    rer'i  part  ; 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  fpeak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  If  we  reprove  fon;c  hateful  lie, 

They  fcorr.  our  faithful  word  : 
u  Are  net  cur  Zips  cur  owi,"  they  CTJ, 
«  And  who  /.all  be  cur  Lord  ?" 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  every  fide, 

Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
Is  rais'd  to  feats  of  power  and  pride, 
And  bears  the  fword  in  vain. 

Pause. 

~5  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 
And  blafpherav  grows  bold, 
When  faith  is  rarely  to  be  found, 
And  love  is  waxing  cold  : 

£  Is  not  thy  chariot  hafting  on  ? 
Haft  thou  not  given  the  iign  5 
May  we  not  truft  and  live  upon 
A  promife  fo  divine  ? 

7  w  Ye?,  faith  the  Loul,  now  will  I  rife, 

"  And  make  th''  cppreiTbrs  flee  ; 
44  I  fhall  appear  to  their  lurprife, 
'*  And  fet  my  fervants  free.'" 

8  Thy  word,  like  Glvef  feven  times  try'd, 

Through  ages  fhall  endure  : 
The  men  that  in  thy  truth  confide, 
Shall  find  thy  promife  fure. 

Psalm     XIII.     Common  Metre. 

Gsmpiaint  under  the   Temptation  of  the  Dcz.< 

1  TTOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  s 
XX      M7  God,  how  long  del-,-  ? 
When  fhall  I  feel  trTofe  heavenly  rays 
That  chare  >.iy  fears  away  ? 


*4  PSALM       XIV. 

2  How  long  (hall  my  poor  labouring  foul 

wreftle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  controul. 
And  eafc  my  raging  pain. 

3  See  how  the  Prince  of  darknefs  tries 

All  his  malicious  arts  ; 
He  fpreads  amift  around  my  eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  darts. 

4  Be  thou  my  Son,  and  thou  my  fhield, 

My  foul  in  fafety  keep  ; 
Make  hafte  before  mine  eyes  are  feal'd 
In  death's  eternal  fleep. 

5  H<  w  would  the  tempter  boaft  aloud, 

Should  I  become  his  prey  ! 
Behold  the  fons  of  hell  grow  proud 
To  fee  thy  long  delay. 

i>  But  they  (hall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 
And  Satan  hide  his  head  ; 
He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 

7  Thou  wilt  difplay  that  fovereign  grace 
Whence  all  my  comforts  fpring  : 
I  lhall  employ  my  lips  in  praife, 
And  thy  falvation  fing. 

Psalm    XIV.     Firjt  Part.  Com.  Melre. 
By  Nature  all  Men  ate  Sinners. 

1  YT^OOLS  in  their  hearts  believe  and  fay, 
Jt*       "  That  all  religion's  vain, 

"  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
"  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men." 

2  From  thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  profane 

Corrupt  difcourfe  proceeds  ; 
And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord,  from  his  celeitial  throne 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  that  fought  hh  grace, 
Or  did  his  juftice  fcn©V. 


PSALM      XFV.  XV.  *1 

4  By  mature  all  arc  gene  aftray, 

Their  practice  all  the  lame  ; 
There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  hand. 
There's  none  that  loves  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  arc  us'd  to  fpeak  deceit^ 

Their  llanders  never  cer.ie  , 
How  fwift  to  mifchief  are -their  feetj 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace, 

6  Such  feeds  of  fin  (that  bitter  loot) 

In  every  heart  afe  found  ; 
Nor  can  they  best  clviner    fruit;.- 
'Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 

Psalm     XIV.     SeM  Part.     Cant,     K 
The  Felly  cf  Terjecutors. 

1  A    RE  tinners  now  fo  fenfelefs  grown 
XjL  That  they  the  faints  devour  ? 
fluid  never  worfhip  at  thy  throne, 

Nor  fear  tliioe  awful  power  ? 

2  Great  God,  appear  to  their  furprife, 

Reveal  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
Let  them 'no  more  thy  wrath  defp'fc, 
Nor  turn  our  hopes  to  ihame. 

3  Doit  thou  not  dwell  among  the  juft  ? 

And  yet  our  foes  deride, 
That  we  mould  make  thy  name  our  truft ; 
Great  God,  confound  their  pride. 

4  Oh  that  the  joyful  day  were  some 
^  io  finiih  our  diftrefs  ! 

When  God  fhall  bring  his  children  feora% 
Our  fongs  fhall  never  teafe. 

Psalm     XV.     Common  Metre, 

CkaraBer   of  si    Saint\  or,  a   Citizen  of  Zion  ;  CV      • 

W  Qualifications  t>f  a  Chrifiian, 

HO  mail  inhabit  in  thy  hill, 
■O  God  of  holinefs  >' 
Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwdl 
^o  near  his  throne  ©f  grace  ? 
C 


zl  PSALM      XV, 

3  The  nan  that  walks  in  pious  ways, 
And  works  with  righteous  hands  j 
That  trufts  his  Maker's  promis'd  grafe, 
And  follows  his  commands. 

3  He  fpeaks  the  meaning  of  his  hear*, 

Nor  Danders  with  his  tongue  ; 
Will  fcarce  believe  an  ill  report, 
Nor  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

4  The  wealthy  finner  he  contemns, 

Loves  all  that  fear  the  Lord  : 
And  tho'  to  his  own  hurt  he  fwr ars, 
Still  he  performs  his  word. 

5  His  hands  difdain  a  golden  bribe, 

And  never  wrong  the  poor ; 
This  man  fhal!  dwell  with  God  on  earth, 
And  find  his  heaven  fecure. 

Psalm     XV.     Long  Metre. 
Religion  andjufiise,  Gwdncfs  and  Truth  ;  or,   Duties  to 

God  and  Man  j  or,  the  Qualifications  of  a  Ch-ijian. 

5  TTTHO  (hall  afcend  thy  heavenly  place, 

YV  Great  Gcd> and  dweI1  before  rhy  face  ? 

The  man  that  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below  : 
4  WhofehanJb  are  pure,  whofe  heart  is  clean  j 
Whole  lips  ftill  fpeak  the  thing  they  mean  j 
No  (landers  dwell  upon  his  tongue  ; 
He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

3  [Scarce  will  he  truft  an  ill  report, 
Or  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt : 
Sinners  of  ftate  he  can  .defpife,         ' 
But  faints  are  honour'd  in  his  eyes.J 

4  [Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  flood, 
And  always  makes  his  promife  good, 
Nor  jlares  to  change  the  thing  he  fwears, 
Whatever  pain  orlofs  he  bears.] 

<  [He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 
And  mourn*  that  jufticc  fhowldbe  tola  : 


PSALM    XVL  17 

While  others  (corn  and  wrong  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door.] 

j>  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  thofe  that  curie  him  to  his  face  ; 
And  doth  to  all  men  Hill  the  fame 
That  he  would  hope  or  wilh  from  th«m. 

7  Yet,  when  his  holieft  works  are  done, 
His  foul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  fhall  fee, 
And  dwell  forever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Psalm    XVL    Fhjl  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Csnfejfion  of  our  poverty  ;  and,  Saints  the  be.Ji  Company  : 
or,  Good  rVo,ks  profit  Men,  not  God. 

2  "T^RESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need, 
JL     F°r  fuccour  to  thy  throne  I  flee, 

But  have  no  merits  there  to  plead  ; 
My  goodnefs  cannot  reach  to  thee. 

z  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confefL 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am  ; 
My  praife  can  never  make  thee  bleft, 
Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  name. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  faints  on  earth  may  reap 
Some  pr»fit  by  the  good  we  do  ; 

Thefe  are  the  company  I  keep, 
Thefe  are  the  choiceft  friends  I  know. 

4  .Let  others  chufe  the  fons  of  mirth 
To  give  a  relifh  to  their  wine  ? 

1  love  the  men  of  heavenly  birth, 
Whofe  thoughts  and  language  aie  divine. 

Psalm    XVL    Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Chrifi  Allfujficiency. 

5  T  TOW  faft  their  guilt  and  forrows  rife, 

X.  JL  Who  ^te  t0  feek  f°me  idol  god  ! 
I  will  not  tsite  their  facrifice, 
Their  offerings  of  forbidden  blood, 

2  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 
And  nobler  food  to  live  upon  't 


m  PSALM    XVI. 

He  for  my  life  hns  o^fer'd  up 
Jefus,  his"  beft  beloved  Son. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feaft  ; 

By  day  hiscoun'.eL  guide  me  right ; 

Aid  be  his  nrme  forever  bleir, 

Who  gives  me  tweet  advice  by  night, 

4  I  fet  him  ftilt  before  mine  eyes  ; 
At  my  right  hand  !>e  ftands  prcpar'd 
To  keep  my  foul  from  all  furprife, 
And  be  my  everiaftinggu-Jrd. 

Psalm    XVI.     Third  Part.  Long  "Metre. 

Courage  in  Death}  and  Hope  of  the  Refurre&icr... 

i  "YT  THEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  ftron& 
\\     His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  : 
Be  0hdmy  heart,  rejoice  my  tongue, 
My  dying  fleih,  inall  reft  in  h<-pe. 

"'.  Though  in  the  dull  I  lay  my  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  nut  leave 
My  foul  forever  with  the  dsad, 
N  jt  lofe  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  My  fielh  ihall  thy  firft  call  oWy, 
Shake  otrthe  daft",  an,!  rife  on  high  ; 
Then  (halt  thou  lend  the  wondrous  way 
Up  to  the  throne  above  the  iky. 

4  There  ftreams  cf  endless  pleafune  flow  j 
And  fulldifcoveri.es  of  '.hygraie 
(Which  v/e  but  tailed  here  bclo  v) 
Spread  heivenlyj.ys  through  all  the  place. 

Psalm    XVI.    i-8.     Firji  Part.    Com.  Metre. 

Support  an  i  (hunfetftom  Cc.i  Without  Merit. 
I    CJ  AVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  foe  j 
^3   In  thee  my  truft  I  place, 
Though  all  the  good  that  I  can  do 
Can  ne'er  deferve  thy  grace  : 

X  Yet  if  my  God  prolong  my  breath, 
The  faints  may  ftili  rejoice, 


P    S    A    L    M      XVI*  '* 

The  faints,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
The  people  of  my  choice. 
,  Let  heathens  to  their  idols  hafte, 
And  wcrfhip  wood  or  ftone  ; 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  caft 
Where  the  true  God  is  known. 
4  His  hand  provides  my  conftant  food, 
He  fills  my  daily  cup  5 
Much  am  I  pleas'd  with  prcfent  good, 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 
r  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy  ; 
His  counfels  are  my  light  : 
He  gives  me  fweet  advice  by  daft 
And  gentle  hints  by  night. 
(,  My  foul  would  all  her  thoughts'  approve 
To  his  all-feeing  eye  ; 
Not  death  nor  hell  my  hope  fhali  move 
While  fach  a  friend  is  nigh. 

P  s  a  i,  m    XVI.    Second  Part.  Common  Metrs, 
Tne  Death  and  Refurre&bn  »/Chrift. 
I  «  T"  SET  the  Lord  before  my  face, 

I    »  He  bears  my  courage  up  : 
"  My  heart,  my  tongue  their  joys  exprefs, 
"  My  flefh  fhall  reft  in  hope. 
%  «  My  fpirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
«  Where  fouls  departed  are  ; 
«  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave 
«  To  fee  corruption  there. 
a  «  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 
"  And  Kiife  me  to  thy  throne  : 
«  Thy  courts  immortal  pleafure  give 
«  Thy  ptefence  joys  unknown." 
4  [Thnt  in  the  name  of  Chrift  the  Lot^ 
The  holy  David  fangt 
And  Providence  falfib  the  word 
Of  his  propbeiw  tcngue. 


3*  ST   S  ■  A    L    M      XVII 

5  Jefus,whom  every  faintadcres, 
Was  crucify'dand  flain  ■ 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  reftores, 
Behold  he  lives  again. 
(>  When  fhall  my  feet  arife  and  (land 
On  heaven's  eternal  hills  ? 
There  fits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 

And  there  the  Father  Anile  s.] 
Psalm    XVII.   Ver.  13,  &e.  Short  Metre. 
Portion  of  Saint,  and  Sinners  ;  or  Hope  and  Deft  air  in 
Death. 

1  A    RISE,  my  gracious  God, 
jfc\_  And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
They  ?re  but  thy  chaining  rod 

To  drive  thy  faints  to  thee. 

2  Behold  the  finner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain  j 
Here  in  this  life  his  pleafure  lies* 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 
^  And  boaft  of  all  his  flore  j 
The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 

My  foul  can  wifh  no  more. 

4  I  ihall  behold  the  face 

Of  my  forgiving  God; 
And  ftand  complete  in  righteoufnefs,. 
Wafh'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

5  There's  a  new  heaven  begun 

When  1  awake  from  Death, 

Treit  in  a  likencf;  of  thy  Son, 

And  draw  immortal  breath. 

Psalm    XVII.    Long  Metre. 
Tie  Sinner's  Portion  and  Saint's  Hope  ;  or,  the  Beaver: 

oj  feparatt  Souk,  and  the  Rcf;rrcclion. 
3   *j '     ORD,  I  am  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt  prove 
A  a  My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love  j 
When  men  of  fpite  againft  me  ioin, 
They  are  ttt  fv>ord,  the  hand  ii  thine. 


PSALM      XVIII. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below  j 
'Tis  all  the  hippinefs  they  know, 

■Tis  all  they  feck.  ;  they  take  their  fhares  % 
And  leave  the  reft  among  their  heirs. 

3  What  finners  value,  I  refign  ; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  J 
I  mail  behold  thy  blifsful  face, 
And  ftand  complete  in  righteoufnefsi 

4  His  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  Ihow  j 
Butthe  bright  world,  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  joys  fubftantantial  and  fineere  ; 
When  fhall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

5  O  glorious  hour  !  Obleft  abode- J 
I  fhall  be  near,  and  like  my  God'? 
And  flefh  and  fin  no  mere  controul 
The  facred  pleafures  of  the  foul, 

6  My  flefh.  fhall  Dumber  in -the- ground, 
Till  the  daft  trurr.pet'.s  joyful  found  : 
Then  burft -the  chains  with  fwcet  furpiife, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rife. 

Psalm    XVIII.    Firjl  Fart.    Long  Metre, 

rer.  i — %*(%% — 18. 

Delrve  ranee  frw  Deffair  ■  .or,  Temptation  cverccK£1 

1  HP  H  S  E  wi]]  l  love,  O  Lord,  my  ftrength, 

1      My  rock*  my  1  o wer,  rny  high  defence  y 
Thy  mighty  arm  fhall  be  my  truft, 
For  I  have  found  Salvation  thence. 

2  Death,  and  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 
Stood  round  me  with  their  difmal  made  j 
While  floeds  of  high  temptation  rofe, 
And  made  my  finking  foul  afraid. 

3  I  faw  the  opening  gates  of 'hell, 
Withendleis  pains  and  fonrows  there, 
(Which  none  but  they  that  feel  can  tell). 
While  I  \vas  hurry'd  to  defpair. 

4  Jn  my  diftreft  I  call'd  my  God, 
When  1  could  fcarce  believe  hirn  mine ; 
He  bow'd  his  ear  to  my  complaint  j 
And  prov'd  his  faying  gract  djviac 


S2  psalm   xviil 

5  [With  fpeed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 

As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode  ; 
Awful,  and  bright  as  lightening,  fhone 
The  face  of  my  deliverer  God. 

6  Temptations  fled  to  his  rebuke, 
The  blaft  of  his  Almighty  breath 
He  fent  falvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  deeps  of  death.] 

7  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great, 
Much  was  their  ftrength,  and  more  their  rage-; 
But  Chrift,  my  Lord,  is  conqueror  ftill 

In  all  the  wars  the  proud  can  wage. 
g  My  fong  forever  mail  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour; 
And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  power. 

Psalm    XVIII. 
Second  Part.  Vcr.  20.— 26.     Long  Metr* 
Sincerity  provided  and  re-warded. 
j  ▼     ORD,  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  fincere, 
[    A  Haft  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear  i 
Before  mine  eyes  I  fet  thy  laws, 
And  thou  haft  own'd  my  righteous  caufe, 

a  Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  ways, 
I've  walk'd  upright  before  thy  fact  : 
Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 
Thy  love  reclamed  my  wandering  heart, 

3  What  fore  temptations  broke  my  reft  ! 
What  wars  and  ftrugglings  in  my  breaft  » 
But  through  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 
I  guard  againft  my  darling  fin. 

4  That  fin  that  clofe  befets  me  ftill, 
That  works  andftrives  againft  my  will ; 
When  (hall  thy  fpirit's  fovereign  powc* 
Ceftroy  it,  that  it  rife  no  more. 

«  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  t 
The  kind  and  faithful  fouls  fhall  find 
A  God  as  faithful  and  «  kiftd. 


PSALM     XVIII.  31i 

6  And  men  that  love  revenge  (hall  know, 

Cud  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too  : 

The  juft  and  pure  mall  evtr  lay. 

Thou  art  more  pure,  more  juft  than  they. 

Psalm  XVIII.    Third  Part.  Long  Metre, 
Vet    30,  31,  34,  35'  36^  &c- 
j    TUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word, 

J    Great  Rock,  of  my  Secure  abode  : 

Who  is  a  God  befide  the  Lord  ? 

Or  where's  a  refuge  like  our  God  ? 

2,'Tii  he  that  girds  me  with  his  might, 

'  Gives  me  his  holy  f  word  to  wield  ; 

And  while  with  Tin  and  hell  I  fight, 

Spreads  his  falvation  for  my  fhield. 

3  He  lives,  and  blefimgs  crown  his  reign* 
The  God  of  mv  falvation  lives, 

The  dark  dehgns  of  hell  are  vain  ; 
While  heavenly  peace  my  Father  gives, 

4  Before  the  {coffer*  of  the  age, 

I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name, 
Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 
But  meet  reproach,  and  be<»r  the  fhame, 

5  To  David  aad  his  royal  feed 
Thy  grate  forever  lhall  extend  ;• 

Thy  love  to  faints,  in  Chnjl  .heir  head, 
Knows  nst  a  limit,  nor  an  end. 
Psalm  XVIII.  Firjl  Bart.  Common  ITettg. 
VTBtyh  and  friimfh  over  Temporal  Enemies* 

1  XT  TE dove  thee,  Lordj  and  we?dore, 

\\     Now  is  thine  arm  reveal* d  ; 
Th  w  art  our  itrength,  cur  heavenly  tower. 
Our  bulwark,  and  oui 

2  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Rock, 

And  find  a  lure  defer  .e  ; 
His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 
And  draw  falvation  t\  enve, 

3  When  God  our  leader  feifiea  in  arms, 

What  mortal  heart  can  beai , 


34  PSALM    XVIir. 

The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms  ? 
The  lightning  of  his  fpear  ? 

4  Ke  rides  upon  the  vringed  wind," 

And  angels  in  array- 
In  millions  wait  to  know  his  miu<$ 
And  fwift  as  flames  obey. 

5  He  Ipeaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 

Whole  armies  are  difrnay'd  ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look 
Strikes  all  their  courage  dead. 

.6  He  forms  our  generals  for  the  field, 
With  all  their  dreadful  fkill ; 
Gives  them  his  awful  fword  to  wield, 
And  makes  their  hearts  of  fteel. 
p  Oft  has  the  Lordwhote  nations  Weft 
For  his  own  church's  fake  ; 
The  powers  that  give  his  people  reft, 
Shall  of  his  care  partake. 

P  s  a  l  M    XVIII.    Second  Part.  Com.  Jvfcrrfc  •  ■ 
The  Conqueror's  Song. 

Z  T"^  tnine  a^ai^ty  arm  we  owe 

JL       The  triumphs  of  the  day  ; 

Thy  terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 

And  melt  their  ftrength  away. 

2  'Tis  by  thy  aid  our  troops  prevail, 

And  break  united  powers, 
Or  bum  their  hearted  rieets,  or  feale 
The  prouder  of  their  towers. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  through  the  fitld 

And  trod  them  to  the  ground, 
While  thy  falvation  was  our  fhield, 
But  they  no  fhelter  found  ! 

4  In  vain  to  idol  faints  they  cry, 

And  pcrilh  in  their  blood  ; 
Where  is  a  rock  fo  great,  fo  high, 
So  powerful  as  our  God  ? 
3  The  God  of  Jfracl  ever  lives  ; 
His  name  Ik  «ver  bl«ii  : 


S     ?        A    L    M      XIX,  %$ 

'Tis  his  ewn  arm  the  vi&ory  giv«5> 
And  gives  his  people  reft, 

F  5  A  L  m    XIX.    Tirjl  fart.     Short  Met*. 

Tiie  Betk  •/  Nature  and  Scripture. 

For  a  Lord's  Day  Morning;, 

I   TJEHOLD  the  lofty  fky 
J3  Declares  its  maker  God, 
And  all  the  ftarry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  power  abroad. 

i  The  darknefs  and  the  light. 

Still  keep  their  courfe  the  fame  % 
While  night  to  day  and  day  to  night 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  every  different  land 

Their  general  voice  is  known  ; 
They  mew  the  wonders  of  his  hand,  * 

And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  chriftian  lands,  rejoice, 

Here  he  reveals  his  word  ; 

We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice 

To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

j  His  ftatutes  and  commands 
Arc  fet  before  our  eyes, 
He  puts  hisgofpel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  falvation  lies. 

4  His  laws  are  juft  and  pure. 
His  truth  without  deceit, 
His  promifes  forever  fure, 
And  his  rewards  are.  great, 

7  [Not  honey  to  the  tafte 

Affords  fo  much  delight  ; 
Nor  gold  that  has  the  lirnace  pafs'iJ 
So  much  allures  the  fight, 

8  While  of  thy  works  I  fing, 

Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 
Accept  the  praife,  my  God,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemers  ijame.] 


35  F    S    A    L    M-     X1K. 

P  s  a  L  M     XIX,     Short  Metre. 

G*d's  W*id  mofl  excellent  ;   or,    Sincerity   and    Watch 
]'ulr.tj\. 

For  a  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

I   TOEHOLD  the  morning  fun 
J3  begins  his  glorious  way  : 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  UU£ 
And  life  and  light  convey, 

&  But  where  the  gofpel  comes 
It  fpreads  diviner  light, 
It  calls  dead  Tinners  from  their  torr. 
And  gives  the  blind  their  !:. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  juft, 
Forever  fure  thy  promife,  Lord3 
And  men  fecurely  truft. 

4  My  gracious  Gog,  h*w  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given  ! 
Oh  may  1  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven  1 

P    A    U  'S    E. 

^  I  heard  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey  : 
Send  thy  good  fpirir  from  above 
To  guide  me  left  I  ftray, 

Oh  who  can  ever  find 

The  errors  of  his  ways  ? 
Yet  with  a  bold  prefumptuous  mind 

I  would  net  dare  tranfgrefs. 
>)  Warn  me  of  every  fin, 

Forgive  my  fecret  faults, 
And  cleanfe  this  guilty  foul  of  ffifoey 

Whofe  crimes  exceed  my  thcugh'tV 

8.  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 

I  fpread  thy  praifc  abroad  ; 

Ac«cpr  the  worship  and  the  fong", 

May  Saviour  and  my  Got?, 


PSALM      XIX.  37 

P  s  a  l  m     XIX.     Long  Metre, 

tiooks  of  Nature,    and    Scripture   compared',   ct  the 

'  Gfory  and  Succefs  cf  the  Go/pel. 

x  rTT^HE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
In  every  ftar  thy  goodnefs  mines  ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  fun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confefs  ; 
But  the  bleft  volume  thcu  hail  writ, 
Reveals  thy  julticc  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sv.n,  moon  and  ftars  convey  thy  praife 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  fiand  ; 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touch' d  and  glanc'd  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  (hall  thy  fprcading  gofpei  reft 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  ; 
Till  Chr.fr  has  ail  the  nation-,  bleft, 
That  fee  the  light  or  feel  the  fun. 

r  Great  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs,  arife, 

B!efs  the  dark  world   with  heavenly  light  ; 
Thy  gcfpel  makes  the  fimple  wife, 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  nohleft  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  fouls  renew'd  and  fins  forgiven, 
Lord,  cleanfe  my  fins,  may  foul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven, 

F  s  a  l  m    XIX.  To  the  Tune  of  the  113th  Ffalm. 

j.  he  Book  cf  Nature  and  Scripture. 

*   /"**  REAT  God,  the  heaven's  well  crdev'c  frame 
VJT   Declare?  the  glories  of  thy  name  : 

There  thy  rich  worfes  of  wonder  fhine  ; 
A  thoufand  {tarty  beatfttes  there, 
A  thoufand  radiant  marks  appear 
Of  boundlefs  power,  and  fkill  divine, 
D 


38  PSALM       XIX. 

2  From  night  today,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light, 

Ledlures  of  heavenly  wifdom  read  : 
With  filent  eloquence  they  raife 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's,  praifr, 

And  neither  found  nor  language  need. 

3  Yet  their  divine  inftruitions  run 
Far  as  the  journies  of  the  fun, 

And  every  nation  knows  their  voice  : 
The  fun,  like  fome  young  bridegroom  drefr, 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  eaft, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice, 

4  Where  e'er  he  fpieads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  fmiks,  and  fpeakshis  maker  God  : 

All  nature  joins  to  'hew  thy  praife  : 
Thus  God  in  every  creature  (hines  j 
Fair  is  the  bock  of  nature'^  lir.er, 

But  fairer  is  the  book  of  &race. 
Pause. 
e  I  !ove  the  volurr.es  of  thy  word  ; 
What  light  ;md  joy  thofe  leaves  afford, 

To  fouls  benighted  and  diftreft  ? 
Thy  precept  guide  my  doubtful  way, 
Thv  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  ftray,  . 

thy  promife  le^ds  my  heart  to  reft. 

6  From  the  difcoveries  of  thy  law 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw  : 

Thefe  are  my  ftudy  and  dedig  it  j 
Not  honey  fo  invites  the  tafte, 
Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  paft 

Appears  fo  pleafing  to  the  fight. 

7  Thy  threateniags  wake  my  numbering  eyes, 
And  warn  me  where  my  dangers  lies ; 

But  'tis  thv  bleffed  gofpel,  Lord,^ 
That  m^kes  my  guilty  confeience  clean, 
Converts  my  foul,  fubdues  my  fin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 
•S  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  fecret  faults, 

And  from  pre fumptuous  fins  reftram  -j 


P    3     A     L     M       XX. 

Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praife. 

That  I  have  rend  thy  book,  of  grace 

And  book,  of  oaturc  not  in  vain. 

Psalm     XX. 

Prayer  and  Hope  of  VtSiory. 
For  a  Day  of  Prayer  in  Time  of  War, 

1  1VTOW  ma}r  the  God  of  power  ana  grace 
Jl\|    Artend  his  people's  humble  cry  ! 
Jehovah  hears  when  Ifrael  prays, 

And  brings  deliverance  from  on  high, 

2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defend?. 
When  bucklers  fail  and  brazen  walls  \ 
He  from  his  fancTuary  fends 
Succour  and  ftrength  when  Zion  calls. 

3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  fighs, 
His  love  exceeds  our  beft  deferts  ; 
His  love  accepts  the  facrihee 

Of  humble  groans  and  broken  he  arts, 

3.  In  this  falvation  is  our  hepe, 
And  in  the  name  of  Ifrael1?.  God. 
Oar  troops  ftxalT  lit':  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  fpread  their  flags  abroad. 

5  Some  trufl:  in  horfes  train'd  for  war, 
And  fome  of  chariots  make  their  boafts  : 
Our  fureit  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heavenly  hofts. 

6  [O  may  the  memory  of  thy  name 
Infpire  our  armies  for  the  fight  ! 

Our  foes  mail  fall  and  die  with  marae, 
Or  quit  the  field  with  coward  flight.] 

7  Now  fave  us,  Lord,  from  flavifh  fear, 
Now  let  our  hope-,  be  firm  and  ftrong, 
Till  thy  falvation  fhall  appear, 

And  joy  and  triumph  raife  the  fongj 


4s  PSALM     xxr. 

Psalm     XXI.     Common  Metre-. 

Nutio7:al  Bleffingi    acknoivlidged. 

i  TN  thee,great  God,  with  fongs  of  praife, 
Our  favcur'd  realms  rejoice  ; 
And,  bleft  with  thy  falvation,  raife 
To  heaven  their  cheerful  voice. 

2  Thy  fure  defence,  through  nations  round, 

Hath  fpread  our  rifing  name, 

And  all  our  feeble  efforts  crown' X 

With  freedom  and  with  fame. 

3  In  deep  diflvefs  our  injur'd  land 

Implor'd  thy  power  to  fave  ; 
For  life  we  pray'd  ;   thy  bounteous  hand 
The  timely  bleffing  gave. 

4  Thy  mighty  arm,  eternal  Power, 
Oppos'd  their  deadly  aim, 
In  mercy  fweptthem  from  our  fhore, 
And  fpreau  their  fails  with  (heme. 

<   Oa  thee,  in  want,  in  v/oe  cr  pain, 
Our  hearts  alpne  rely  ; 
Oct  rights  thy  mercy  will  maintain, 
And  all  our  w?nti  fupply. 

•6  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wondrous  power  declare, 
And  ft  ill  exalt  thy  fame  : 
While  we  glad  fongs  of  praife  prepare, 
For  thine  Almighty  name. 

Psalm     XXL     i 9.  Long  Metre. 

Chrijl  exalted  to  the  Kingdctr. 

k  AVID  rej  >ic'd  in  God  his  ftrength, 
Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  fpeeial  grace. 
But  Chnjl  the  fen  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  triumph  and  the  praife. 

How  great  the  bleft  Me0p&s  joy 

In  the  falvation  of  thy  hand  ! 

Lord,  thou  haft  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 

A.od  given  the  world  to  his  command, 


p     s     A     L     M      XXII.  4* 

a  Thygoodnefs  grants  whate'er  he  will, 
Nor  doth  the  lead  requeft  with-hotf  : 
Bleffings  of  love  prevent  him  ftfil, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  ofgol  1. 

4  Honour  and  majefty  divine 
Around  his  facred  temples  mine  : 
Blell  with  the  favour  of  thy  face, 
And  length  of  everlafting  days. 

5  Thine  hand  (hall  find  out  all  his  foes  : 
And  as  a  firey  oven  glows 

With  raging  heat  and  living  coals, 

So  fhall  thy  wrath  devour  their  fouls. 
Psalm     XXII.  i— 16  Fhjl  Part.  Com.  Metre., 

The  Sufferings  and  Death  of  Chrijh 
3   TTTHY  has  my  God  my  foul  foorfook, 

VV        Nor  wil1  a  fmi!e  afford  ? 
(Thus  David  once  in.  anguifh.  fpoke, 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 

2  Though  'tis  thy  chief  delight  to  dwell 

Among  thy  praifing  faints, 
Yet  thou  canft  hear  our  groan  as  well, 
And  pity  our  complaints. 

3  Our  fathers  trufted  in  thy  name, 

And  great  deliverance  found  : 
But  I'm  a  wormdefpis'd  of  men, 
And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  With  making  head  they  pafs  me  by, 

And  laugh  ruy  foul  to  fcorn  : 
In  vain  he.  trtijis  in  God,   they  cry, 
N?%/e£?ed  and  forhrn. 
e  But  thou  art  he,  who  ferm'd  my  fkfrt9 
By  thine  Almighty  word  ; 
And  fince  I  hung  upon  the  breaft 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 
6  Why  will  my  father  hide  his  face 
When  foes  ft  and  threatening  round 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  diftrefs,  •* 

And  not  an  helper  found  ? 
B  a 


4*  PSALM       XXI L 

Pause. 

7  Behold  thy  darling  left  among 

The  cruel  and  the  proud, 
By  foesencompafs'd  fierce  and  ffrong, 
As  lions  roaring  loud 

8  Prom  earth  and  hell  my  forrows  meet, 

To  multiply  the  (mart  ; 
They  nai!  my  hands,  they  pierce  my  feet, 
An  i  try  to  \ex  my  heart. 

9  Yet  if  thy  fovcreign  hand  let  loofe 

The  rage  of  earth  and  he'd, 
Why  will  my  heavenly  Father  bruifs 
The  fo;i  he  loves  fo  v/ell  ? 

10  My  God,  if  poflible  it  be, 

With-hold  this  bitter  cup  ; 
But  I  refign  my  will  to  thee, 
And  drhnk  the  forrows  up. 

ii  My  heart  diffolves  with  pangs  unknown, 
Ingroani  I  waive  my  breath  ; 
Thy  heavy  hind  has  brought  me  down, 
Low  as  the  daft  of  deat:.. 
11  Father,  I  give  my  fpirt  up. 
And  truft  it  in  thy  hand  ; 
My  dying  flefh  fhall  red  in  hope, 
And  rife  at  thy  command. 

Psalm  XXII.    ao,    21,   27 — 31.   Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
OJP  from  the  roa^inz  lion's  raget 
0  Lord>  pro  t  eel  thy  Sw} 
tl  Nor  leave  thy  darling  to  engage 
li    The  poivei  5  of  he!!  a!or:e." 
1  Thus  did  our  fuSering  Saviour  pray 
With  mighty  cnesand  tear;-, 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 
And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 
3  Great  was  the  victory  of  his  death 
His  throne  exalted  high  ; 
And  all  the  kindred*,  of  the  earth 
Shall  worlhip  or  fhall  die 


N 


PSALM       XXII.  45 

4  A  numerous  offspring  muft  ante 
Frotfc  his  expiring  groans  ; 
They  lhall  be  reckon'd  in  his  eyes 
For  daughters  and  tor  ions. 
e  The  meek  and  humble  fouls  flrall  fee 
His  tabic  richly  spread  ; 
And  all  that  feck  the  Lord  mall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 
6  The  illes  lhall  know  the  righteoufneft 
Of  our  incarnate  God, 
And  nations  yet  unborn  profefs 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 

P  s  ax   m     XXII.     Long  Metre, 
Chriffs   Sufferings  and  Exaltation. 
!  XTOW  let  our  mournful  fongs  record 
J\|     The  dying  forrows  of  our  Lord, 
When  he  complain'd  in  tears  and  blood, 
As  one  forfaken  of  his  God. 

2  The  Jews  behold  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  (hake  their  heads  and  laugh  in  fcorn  ; 
«<  He  refcued  others  from  the  grave, 
"  Now  let  him  try  himfelf  to  fave. 

3  «  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 
"  God  was  his  father  and  his  friend  ; 
"  If  God  the  bleffed  lov'd  him  fo, 

«  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ? 

4  Oh  favage  people  '  cruel  priefts  ! 

How  they  ftood  round  like  raging  beafh  5 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  power, 

5  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet. 
Till  ftreams  of  blood  each  other  meet  ; 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  died, 

6  But  God  his  father  heard  his  cry  ; 
Rais'd  from  the  dead  he  reigns  on  high  j 
The  nations  learn  his  righteoufnefs, 

itoxi  humble  filers  tafte  hi*  grace. 


4+  P    S     A     L     M     XXIII. 

Psalm     XXIII.     Long  Metre, 
God  our  Shepkcr-.i. 

1  1\  /TY  (hepherd  is  the  living  Lord, 

1VJL  Now  ihall  my  wants  be  weil  fupply'd.: 
His  providence  and  holy  word 
Become  my  fafety  and  my  guide. 

2  In  pairures  where  falvation  grows 

He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  reft, 
"There  living  water  gently  flows, 
And  all  the  food  divinely  bleft. 

3  My  wandering  feet  his  ways  miftake, 
But  he  reftcres  my  foul  to  peace, 
And  leads  me  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
In  the  fair  paths  of  righteoufnefs. 

4  Though  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale, 
Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  arc, 

My  heart  and  hope  fhall  never  fail, 
For  God,  my  ffcepherd's  with  me  there, 
$  Amidft  the  darknefs  and  the  deeps 
Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  flay  j 
Thy  ftaff  fupports  my  feeble  f^ep?, 
Th)r  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 

5  The  fons  of  earth  and  fons  of  hell 
Gaze  at  thy  goodnefs,  and  repine 
To  fee  my  table  fpresd  fo  well 
With  living  bread  and  cheerful  wine. 

1   [How  I  rejoice,  when  on  my  head 
Thy  Spirit  condefcends  to  reft  ! 
'Tis  a  divine  anointing  fried, 
Like  oil  of  gladnefs  at  a  feaft. 
Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  his  houihold  all  their  days  : 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 
To  feekhis  face,  and  fing  his  praife.} 

Psalm     XXII I.     Common  Met('* 

MY  Shepherd  will  fupply  my  need* 
'Jehovah  is  his  name  ; 
In  paitures  frefh  he  makes  me  fe.*4 
Befide  the  li/ing  ftream, 


p    S-'V     L     M       XXIII.  4; 

-  He  bring.  W    peering  fpirit  back 
When  I  f^fcake  his  ways, 
And  leads  mi  forWa  mercy's  fake 
In  paths  JJtfcuthand  grace. 

3  Wheal  walk  trJkgh  the  fhades  of  death, 

Thy  prefence  is  mj;  it.-.y  ; 
One  word  of  thy  fupporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fcar^  away. 

4  Thy  h?nd  in  fight  f  %W  my  foes 

Doth  ftill  my  table  fpreai  ; 

My  cup  withbleflin^s  overflows, 

Thine  oil  anoints  "mj  head. 

5  The  fore  provisions  of  rny  God 

Attend  me  all  my  day*  : 
Oh  may  thy  houfe  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  work  be  pvaife  ! 

6  There  would  I  find  a  fettled  reft, 

(While  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  itranger  or  a  gueft, 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 

P  s  a  l  m     XXIII.     Short  Metre. 

1   HpHE  Lord  my  fhepherd  is4 
I         I  fhailbeweU --ipply'd; 
Since  he  is  mine  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  befide  . 
a  He  leads  me  to  the  place, 

Where  heavenly  pafture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pals, 
And  full  falvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  afiray. 

He  doth  my  foul  reeiaim, 
And  guides  me  in  bis  v-wnnght  way, 
For  his  moil  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  -    fe»  ;         .  ,         , 

Tho'  I  mould  Walk  thro'  death's  dantfhade, 
My  ihepherd's  with  me  there. 


46  psalm  ^yxIV„ 

5  Amid  furrounding  foes 

Thou  c'.oft  my  table  fpread,  "  f 

My  cup  with  bleflings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love  ' 

Shall  crown  my  following  jf&f j 
Kor  from  thy  houfe  will  I  remove, 
Kor  ceafe  to  fpeak  thy  praife 

Psalm     XXIV.     C™nmon  Metre, 
^^  Dwelling  tvlth  God. 

1  HPHE  earth  forever  is  the  Lord's 
I     .    With  Adam's  numerous  race  : 
*ie  rais  d  its  arches  o'er  the  Hoods, 
And  built  it  on  the  leas. 
a  But  who  among  the  fons  of  men 
May  vifit  thine  abode  > 
He  that  has  hands  from  mi fchief  clean, 
Whole  Heart  is  right  with  God. 

3  Th4-SJS,tf:e  m*n  raay  rlfe  s"d  take 
1  he  bleiiings  of  his  grr.ee  ; 
Tms  is  the  lot  of  thofe  that  feek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 

4  Kow  let  ovr  foul's  immortal  powers. 

To  meet  the  Loid  prepare, 
Lift  upt!  eir  evcrlafHng  doors, 
The  king  of  glory's  near. 

5  The  king  of  glory  !   Who  can  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  might? 
He  rules  the  nations  ;  but  to  dwell 
With  faints  is  his  delight. 

Psalm     XXIV.     Long  Metre. 
Sa  Kts  faellj*  Heaven  ;  or,  Chrifs  AJcekthu. 
z  rT^HIS  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

I      And  men  and  worms,  and  hearts  and  birds  • 
He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  leas, 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling-place. 
'■  But  there'-  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  fky  ; 


PSALM     XXV.  47 

Who  (hall  afcend  that  bleit.  abode, 
And  dwell  fo  near  his  Maker  God  ? 

3  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  fin, 

Whofe  he^rt  is  pure,  whofe  hands  are  clean, 
Him  ihall  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  blefs, 
And  clothe  his  foul  with  righteoufnefs. 

j.  Thefe  are  the  men,  the  pious  race, 

That  feck  the  God  of  Jacob's  face  ;  - 

Thefe  ihall  enjoy  the  blifsful  fight 

And  dwell  in  cverlafting  light. 
Pause. 
c  Rejoice,  ye  mining  worlds  on  high, 

B:hoId   the  King  of  glory  nigh  ; 

Who  on  i::h  King  of  glory  be  ? 

f  he  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he, 

4  2;"£  heavenly  gates,  your  leaves  difptey, 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  way  : 
Laden  with  fpcllsfrom  earth  and  hell, 
The  Conqueror  comes  with  God  to  dwfll 

5  Rais'd  from  the  Lead  in  royal  fiats. 
He  opens  heaven's  eternal  gate. 
~og>.c  his  fafcts  a  bleft  abode, 
Near  Bieh  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

?  9  A   l  m     XXV.      i— ii.     Ftr/?Parti 
Waiting  for  harden  and  Djre&ittt. 
x   T  LIFT  my  foul  to  God, 
JL  My  truit  is  in  his  name  ; 
Let  not  my  foe;,  that  feek  my  blood 
Still  triumph  in  my  ihame. 
%  Sin  and  the  powers  of  hell 
•     Perfuade  me  to  defpair  ; 
Lord,  make  me  know  thy  covenant  well, 
That  I  may  'fcape  the  fnare, 

3  From  gleams  of  dawning  light 

Till  evening  fhades  arife, 
For  thy  falvation,  Lord,  I  v^t, 
With  ever-longing  eyes. 

4  Remember  all  thy  grr.ee, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ; 


4g  PSALM       XXV. 

Forgive  the  fin?  of  riper  days, 
And  follies  of  my  youth, 

5  The  Lord  is  juft  and  kind, 

The  meek  lhall  learn  his  ways, 
And  everv  humhle  finner  find 
The  methods  of  his  grace. 

6  For  his  ov,-n  goodncfs  fake 

He  faves  my  foul  from  fhame  ; 

He  pardons  (tho'  my  guilt  be  great) 

Thro'  my  Redeemer's  name. 

F  s  A  t   M     XXV.     12,'  14,  10,  13,  Second    TarL. 

Short  Metre.     Divine  InfiruSizn. 

S  TT THERE  fhall  the  man  be  found, 
W     That  fears  t'  offend  his  God, 
it  loves  \ht  gofpel's  joyful  found, 
And  trembles  at  the  red  ? 

2  The  Lord  fhall  make  him  known 

The  ferret-,  of  his  heart, 
The  wonjieis  of  his  covenant  {how, 
And  all  his  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  his  power 

Arc  truth  and  mercy  ftill, 
With  fuch  as  keep  his  ovenant  fare. 
And  love  to  do  his  will. 

4  Their  fouls  fhall  dwell  at  cafe 
Before  their  Maker's  face, 
Their  feel  fhall  tafte  the  promues 

"la  iheir  txtenfive  grace, 

?    S    A    L    *      XXV.    I-C— 21.       t. 

Short  Mfctrc 
Dijbefs  of  foul ;  or,  BackJliMng  aid pifefthfi. 
'INE  eyes  and  my  defire 


'M 


Are  ever  to  the  L~>rd  ; 

ovt  to  plead  his  promis'd  grate 
And  reft  upon  hi:  word. 


P    S     A    L     M      XXVI. 

Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  foul, 

Bring  thy  falvation  near  ; 
When  will  thy  hand  afiift  my  feet 

To  'fcapc  the  deadly  fnare  ? 
When  (hall  the  fovereign  grace 

Of  my  forgiving  God 
Reltore  me  from  thofe  dangerous  ways 

My  wandering  feet  have  trod  ? 
The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 

Doth  but  enlarge  my  woe  • 
My  fpirit  languiihes,  my  heart 

Is  defolate  and  low. 


;  With  every  morning  light 
My  forrow  new  begins  ; 
Look  on  my  anguifli  and  my  p^in, 
And  pardon  all  my  fins, 

Pause. 
i  Eehold  the  hofts  of  hell, 
How  cruel  is  their  hate  ! 
Againft  my  life  they  rife,  and  join 

Their  fury  with  deceit. 
Oh  keep  my  foul  from  death, 
Nor  put  my  hope  to  fhamc, 
For  I  have  plac'd  my  only  truft 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 
!  With  humble  faith  I  wait 
To  fee  thy  face  again  ; 
Of  Ifracl  it  fhall  ne'^r  be  fai'd* 
He  fought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

Psalm     XXVI.     Long  Metre, 

JSelf-Examination  ;   or,  Evidences  of  Grate. 
UDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways, 
And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart  ; 
My  faith  upon  thy  promife  ftays, 
■Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart. 
I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  fit 
With  men  of  vanity  and  lies  ; 
The  fcoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
Are  the  abhorrence  of  mine  eyes. 
E 


50  P     S     A     L     M        XXVIL 

3  Amongft  thy  faints  will  I  appear  . 
Array' d  in  robes  of  innocence  ; 
But  when  I  ftand  before  tby  bar, 

-     The  blood  of  Chrijl  is  my  defence. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honours  dwell  ^ 
There  mall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell, 
x  Let  not  my  foul  be  join'd  at  lalt 
With  men  of  treachery  and  blood, 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  part 
Among  the  faints,  and  near  my  God. 

Psalm     XXVIL     i— 6.     Firfi  Parr 
The  Church  is  our  Delight  and  Safety. 

2  fTT^HE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 

JL        And  my  falvation  too  ; 
God  is  my  ftrength  ;  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 
2,  One  Privilege  my  heart  defires  ; 
Oh  grant  me  mine  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  faints^ 
The  temples  of  my  God. 

3  There  fhall  I  offer  my  requcfts 

And  fee  thy  beauty  ftill  ; 
Shall  hear  thy  meffages  of  love, 
And  there  enquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rife  and  rtorms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide  •, 
God  has  a  ftrong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  foul  abide. 

5  Now  fhall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around, 
And  fongs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  found. 
Psalm     XXVIL     8,  9.  13,  14.     Second  P««-. 

Common  Metre.  Prayer  and  Hope. 

I    Q  OON  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay, 
|J  "  Ye  children,  Jeck  my  grace," 


?    5    A    L'  M  t  xxviii. 

My  heart  replv'd  without  delay, 
«  rUfeek  my  Father's  fa 

z  Let  not  thy  fxcc  he  hid  from  me, 
Nor  frown  my  foul  away  ; 
God  of  my  life,  1  fly  to  thee 
In  a  dhtre.hng  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred  near  and  dear 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  wili  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  fupply. 

4  My  fainting  fie  Hi  had  died  with  er'ef,. 

Had  not  my  foul  believ'd, 

To  fee  thy  grace  provide  relief, 

Ncr  was  my  hope  deceiv'd. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  faints^ 

And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He'll  raife  your  fpirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

Psalm     XXVIII.     Long  Metr- 
es the  Rtfuge  of  the  Affli&ed. 

1  ^T^O  thee,  O  Lord,  I  raife  my  cries  ; 

_JL     My  fervent  prayer  in  rneroy  hear  ; 
For  ruin  waits  my  trembling  foul, 
If  thou  refufe  a  gracious  ear. 

2  When  fuppliant  tow'rd  thy  holy  hill, 
I  lift  my  mournful  hands  to  pray, 
Afford  thy  grace,  nor  drive  me  itill, 
With  impious  hypocrites  away. 

3  To  fons  of  falfehocd,  that  defpife 
The  works  and  wonders  of  thy  reign, 
Thy  vengeance  gives  the  due  reward, 
And  finks  their  fouls  to  endlefs  pain. 

4  But,  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 

Whofe  mercy  hears  my  mournful  voice, 
My  heart,  that  rrufted  in  his  word, 
In  his  falvation  fhall  rejoice. 


p        f    S    A    l    m  XXIX.    XXX, 

5  Let  every  faint  in  fore  diitrefs, 
By  frith  approach  his  Saviour  God  j 
Then  grant,  O  Lord,  thy  pardoning  grace, 
And  feed  thy  church  with  heavenly  food. 

Psalm     XXIX.     Long  Metre. 
Storm  and  Thunder. 
I   •">  IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  fame, 
\JJT  Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power, 
Afcribe  due  honours  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  adore. 

a  The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud 

Thro'  every  ocean,  every  land  ; 

His  voice  divides  the  watery  cloud, 

And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 
3  He  fpeaks,  and  tempeft,  hail  and  wind. 

Lay  the  wide  foreir.  bare  around  ; 

The  fearful  hart,  and  frighted  hind, 

Leap  at  the  terror  of  the  found. 
A  To  ihebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 

And  lo,  the  {lately  cedars  break  ; 

The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noife, 

The  vallies  roar,  the  deferts  quake. 

t  The  Lord  fits  fovcreign  on  the  Hood, 

The  Thunderer  reigns  forever  king  ; 

But  makes  his  church  hLs  bleft  abode, 

Where  we  his  awful  glorie.-.  fing. 
€  In  gentler  language,  there  the  Lord 

The  counfel  of  his  grace  imparts  ; 

Amidft  the  raging  ftorm,  his  word 

Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 

Psalm     XXX.     Firfi  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Sicknefs  healed,  and  Sorrow:,  removed 

1  TWill  extel  thee,  Lord,  on  high, 

^  At  thy  command  difeafes  fly  : 
Who  but  a  God  can  fpeak  and  fave 
From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  ? 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  faints,  and  prove 
How  large  his  grace,  how  kind  his  love, 


P     S    A     L     M      XXX.    %XXL 

Let  all  your  powers  rejoice,  and  trace 
The  wondrous  records  of  his  grace. 

3  His  anger  but  a  moment  ftays  ; 
Hi^  love  is  life  and  length  of  days  : 
Tho'  grief  and  tears  the  night  emplby, 
The  morning-fiar  rcftores  the  joy. 

Psalm  XXX.  ver.  6.  Second  Part.  Long  Metre! 

Health,   Sciknefsand  Recovery. 
X  TT^IRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
J^     And  I  prefum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night  ; 
Fondly  I  fa  id  within  my  heirt, 
"  Pleafure  and  feace  jkail  ne'  er  depart" 

z  But  I  forget  thine  arm  was  ftrong 

Which  made  my  mountain  ftand  lb  long  ; 

Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  di'd. 

3  I  cried  aloud  to  thee  my  God  : 

"  What  can'ft  thou  profit  by  my  blood  ? 

"  Deep  in  the  duft  can  I  declare 

"  Thy  truth,  or  ling  thy  goodr.efs  there  ? 

4  "  Hear  me,  O  God  ofGrace,  I  faid, 

"  And  bring  me  from  amo.:g  the  dead  :" 
"  Thy  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pardoning  love  remov'd  my  guilt, 

5  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  wee, . 
Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  praifes  now  ; 

I  throw  my  fackclotfe  on  the  ground, 
And  eafe  and  gladnefs  gird  me  r^und,. 

5  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, . 
Shall  ne'er  be  filent  of  thy  name  ; 
Thy  praife  (hall  found  thro'  earth  and  heaver^ 
For  ftcknefs  heal'd,  and  fins  forgiven. 

Psalm    XXXI.  5,  13—21,  22,  23,  Tirjl  Part 
Common  Metre. 
DelHerunce  frcm  Death. 
1  HP©  thee,  O  God  of  truth  and  leve 
JL       My  fpirit  I  commit  ; 
E  % 


54  PSALM       XXXI. 

Thou  haft  re  deem' d  my  foul  from  death, 
And  fav'd  me  from  the  pit. 

z  Dcfpair  and  comfort,  hope  and  fear 
Maintain'd  a  doubtful  ftrife  ; 
While  forrow^  pain,  and  fin  confpir'd 
To  take  away  my  life. 

3  (t  My  time  is  in  thy  hand,  I  cried, 

il  Though  I  draw  near  the  duji  :' 
Thou  ait  the  refuge  where  I  hide, 
The  God  in  whomltruft. 

4  Oh  make  thy  reconciled  fr.ee 

Upon  thy  iervant  ihine, 
And  fave  me  from  thy  mercy's  fake, 
For  I'm  entirely  thine. 

Pause. 

5  'Twas  in  my  hafte,  my  fpirit  faid, 

"  /  mufi  dcfpair  and  die, 
**  I  am  cut  off  before  thine  eyes  \" 
But  thou'haft  heard  my  cry. 

6  Thy  goodnefs  how  divinely  free  X 

How  fweet  thy  fmiiing  face, 
To  thofe  that  fear  thy  majetly, 
And  truft  thy  promis'd  grace. 

7  Oh  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  faints, 

And  fing  his  praifes  loud  ; 
He'll  bend  his  ear  to  your  complaints, 
And  recompense  the  proud. 

Psalm    XXXI.    7— 33>  "-"•    Second  Part. 

Common   Metre. 

Deliverance  from  Slander  and  Reproach. 

1  T*    /|"Y  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 

l\jL     My  Got5'  m>'  heavenly  Uuft  ; 
Thou  haft  preferv'd  my  face  from  fhame, 
Mine,  honour  from  the  dull. 

2  «~My  life  is  fpent  with  grief,  I  cried, 

"  My  years  confum'd  in  groans, 
:i  My  ftrengih  decays,  mine  eyes  are  dried, 
"  And  fcrrow  walks  my  bones." 


PSALM      XXXIL  SS 

3  Among  mine  enemies  my  name 

A  proverb  vile  was  grown, 
While  to  my  neighbours  I  became 
Forgotton  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  fear  on  every  fide, 

Seiz'd  and  befet  me  round, 
I  to  thy  throne  of  grace  applied, 
And  fpeedy  refcue  found. 

P       A       *       S       E. 

c  How  great  deliverance  thou  haft  wrought 
Before  the  foils  of  men  ! 
The  lying  lips  to  filence  brought,     . 
And  made  their  boafting  vain  ! 

6  Thy  children  from  the  ftrife  of  tongues 

Shall  thy  pavilion  hide, 
Guard  them  from  infamy  and  wrongs, 
And  crufh  the  fons  of  pride. 

7  Within  thy  fecret  prefence,  Lord, 

Let  me  forever  dwell  ; 
No  fenced  city  wall'd  and  barr'd 
Secures  a  faint  fo  well. 

Psalm    XXXIL     Short  Metre* 
Foigi'venefs  of  Sins  upon  ConjeJJion^ 
I   /~\H  bleffed  fouls  are  they 
V__^  Whofe  fins  are  cover'd  o'er  ! 
Divinely  bleft  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guiife:  no  more. 
%  They  mourn  their  follies  paft, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care j 
Their  lips  and  lives  without  deceit 
Shall  prove  their  faith  nnccre, 
3  While  I  conceal' d  my  guilt, 
I  felt  the 'fettering  wound, 
Till  I  confefs'd  my  fins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found 
4.  Let  finners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  faints  keep  near  the  throne  \ 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  diftrefs, 
Is  found  in  Go-1  alone, 


55  PS     A     L     M     XXXII. 

Psalm     XXXII.     Common  Metre. 

Free    Per  Jen    and  fincere  Obedience  \   or,  ConfeJJion  and 

Forgivenefs. 

1  TTOW  bleft  the  man  to  whom  his  God; 
X  X     No  mcre  imputes  his  fin, 

But  walVd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood 
Hath  made  his  garments  clean  ! 

2  And  bleft  beyond  expreflion  he,  , 

Whofe  debts  are  thus  difcharg'd  ; 
While  from  the  guilty  bondage  free 
He  feel's  his  foul  enlarg'd. 

3  His  fpirit  hates  deceit  and  lie?, 

His  words  are  all  fincere  : 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  his  eye-; 
To  keep  his  confeience  clear. 

4  While  I  my  inward  guilt  fuppreft, 

No  quiet  could  I  find  ; 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  in  my  breafi , 
And  rack'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 

5  Tken  I  confefs'd  my  troubled  thought'. 

My  fecret  fins  reveal' d, 
Thy  pardoning  grace  forgave  my  fault.-; 
Thy  grace  my  pardon  feal'd. 

5  This  fhall  invite  thy  faints  to  pray  ; 
When  like  a  raging  flood 
Temptations  rife,  our  ftrcngth  and  ftsy  ' 
Is  a  forgiving  God. 

Psalm     XXXI I,      Firji  Part.     Long   Metre. 

Repentance  and  free  Pardon  ;   or,  'Juf.ification  and  Sane 

tijicatlon. 
i    13  LEST  is  the  man,  forever  bleft, 
J3  Whofe  guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  God, 
Whofe  fins  with  forrow  are  confefs'd 
And  cover' d  with  his  Saviour's  blood, 

2  Before  his  judgment  feat  the  Lord 

Nor  more  permits  his  crimes  to  rife  ; 
He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward. 

And  not  on  works  but  grace  relies, 


PSALM     XXXII.    XXXI II.        S7 

From  guik  bis  heart  and  lips  are  fret, 

His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 
With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 

And  join  to  prove  his  faith  fincere. 

How  glorious  is  that  righteoufnefs 

That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  fins  ! 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 

Through  all  his  life  appears  and  fhines. 

s.a  l  m     XXXII.     Second  Par/.     Long  Metre 
si  guilty  Conference  cafed  by  Confeffion  and  P ardor., 

WHILE  I  keep  filence  and  conceal 
My  heavy  guilt  within  ray  heart, 
What  torments  doth  my  confeience  feel  ! 
What  agonies  of  inward  fmart  ! 

I  fpread  my  fins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  fecret  faults  confefs  ; 
Thy  gofpel  fpeaks  a  pardoning  word, 
Thine  holy  fpirit  feals  the  grace. 

For  this  {"hall  every  humble  foul. 
Make  fwift  addreffes  to  thy  feat : 
When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roll, 
There  mall  they  find  a  blei*  retreat. 

How  fafe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 
When  days  grow  dark,  and  ftoims  appear  ? 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye, 
Shall  guide  me  fafe  from  every  fnare. 
s  a  l  m     XX XII I.*1   Fir/  Part.   Com.    Metre, 
Ifoiki  of  Creation  and  Providence. 

REJOICE,  ye  righteous  in  the  Lord, 
This  work  belongs  to  you  : 
Sing  of  his  name,  bis  ways,  his  word, 
How  holy,juft  andtrue  ! 

His  mercy  and  his  righteoufnefs 

Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim  j 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 

Reveal  his  wondrous  name. 
3  His  word,  with  energy  divine, 

Thofe  heavenly  arch.cs  fpread, 


53  PSALM    XXXIII. 

Bade  ftarry  both  around  them,  mine, 
And  light  the  heavens  prevade. 

4  He  taught  the  fwelling  waves  to  flow 

To  their  appointed  deep  ; 
Bade  raging  feas  their  limits  know, 
*  And  ftill  their  Nation  keep. 

5  Yertenants  of  the  fpacious  earth, 

With  fear  before  him  it  and  ; 
He  fpake,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 

And  refts  on  his  command. 
9  He  fcorns  the  angry    nations'  rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  defigns  ? 
His  counfel  ftands  through  every  age, 

And  in  full  glory  mines. 

Psalm     XXXIII.     Second  Part.  Com.  Metre. 
Crea:ure%  vain,  and  God  Jill  fufficient. 

1  X>LEST  i$  the  nation,  where  the  Lord 
jf)  Hath  fix' d  his  gracious  throne  ? 
Where  he  reveals  his  heavenly  word, 

And  calls  their  tribes  his  own. 

2  His  eye,  with  infinite  furvey, 

Does  the  whole  world  behold  'r 
He  form'd  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 

3  Kings  are  not  refcued  by  the  force 

Of  armies  from  the  grave  ; 
Nor  fpeed  nor  courage  of  an  horfe 
Can  his  bold  rider  fave. 

4  Vain  is  the  ftrength  of  beafts  or  men,. 

Nor  fprings  our  fafety  thence  ; 
But  holy  fouls  from  God  obtain 
A  ftrong  and  fure  defence. 

5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  truft  :. 

When  plagues  or  famine  fpread, 
His  watchful  eye  fecures  the-  juih, 
A;nong  ten  thouiand  dead. 

6  Lord  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 

And  blefs  us  from  thy  throne  ; 


psalm     xxxiir.  59 

For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
And  truft  thy  grace  alone. 

Psalm  XXXIII.  As  the  ii3thPfalm.  Fhjl  Part. 

Works  of  Creation  and  Providence. 
r  \7£  holy  fouls  in  God  rejoice, 

j[       Your  Maker's  praife  becomes  your  voice, 
Great  is  your  theme,  your  fongs  be  new  ; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  word,  his  ways, 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

How  wife  and  holy,  juft  and  true  1 
Behold,  to  earth's  remoteit  ends, 
His  goodnefs  flows,  his  truth  extends  ; 

His  power  the  heavenly  arches  fpread  ; 
His  word,  with  energy  divine, 
Bade  ftarry  hofts  around  them  fhine, 
And  light  the  circling  heavens  pervade. 
I  His  hand    collects  the  flowing  feas  ; ' 
Thofe  watry  treafures  know  their  place. 

And  fill  the  ftore-houfe  of  the  deep  % 
He  fpake,  and  gave  all  nature  birth  ; 
And  fires,  and  feas,  and  heaven  and  earth 
His  everlafting  orders  keep. 

.  Let  mortals  tremble  and  adore 
A  God  of  fuch  refiftlefs  power, 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage  : 
Vain  are  your  thoughts,  and  weak  your  hands^, 
Bat  his  eternal. counfelifrands, 

And  rules  the  wofld  from  age  to  age. 

salm  XXXIII.  As  the  113th   Pfalm.   Second  Part, 
Creatures  vain,  and  God  All-fufficient, 

OH  happy  nation,  where  the  Lord 
Reveals  the  treafure  of  his  word, 
And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne  ! 
His  eye  the  heathen  world  furveys, 
He  form'd  their  hearts,  he -knows  their  ways, 

But  God  their  maker  is  unknown. 
Let  kings  rely  upon  their  hoft, 
And  of  his  itrength  the  champion  boaft, 
•In  vaia  they  boaft,  in  vain  rely  j 


6o  PSALM     XXXIV. 

In  vain  we  truft  the  brutal  force, 

Or  fpeed  or  courage  of  an  horfe, 

To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 

3  The  arm  of  our  almighty  Lord, 
Doth  more  fecurc  defence  arFord, 

When  deaths  or  dangers  threatening  ihnd, 
Thy  watchful  eye  preferves  the  juft, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  truft, 

When  wars  and  famine  wafte  the  land. 

4  In  ficknefs  or  the  bloody  field, 
Oar  great  phyfician  and  our  fhield, 

Shall  fend  falvation  from  his  throne  j 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  goodnefslhine  ; 
Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 

For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 

P  s"a  l  m  XXXIV.     Fh ft  Part.     Long  Metre. 

God's  Care  of  the  Saints  ;  or,  Deliverance  by  Prayer* 

,   T     ORD,  I  will  blefs  thee  all  my  days, 
J[  j  Thy  praife  fhall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  .* 
My  foul  mail  glory  in  thy  grace, 
While  faints  rejoice  to  hear  the  fong. 

2,  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
Let  every  heart  exalt  his  name  ; 
I  fought  th'  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  expos'd  my  hope  to  fhame. 

3  I  told  him  all  my  fecret  grief, 

My  fecret  groaning  reach' d  his  ears  \ 

He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 

And  calm'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 
^  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes 

With  heavenly  joy  their  faces  fhine, 

A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  (kies 

Fills  them  with  light  and  love  divine. 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  that  fervc  the  Lord  ; 
Oh  fear  and  love  him,  all  His  faints, 
Tafte  of  his  grace  and  truft  his  word. 


PSALM      XXXIV.  it 

0  The  wild  young  lions,  pinch'd  with  pain 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood  ; 
But  none  mall  leek  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  fuppl'es  of  real  good. 

Psalm     XXXIV.   n — zz.  Second  Partk 
Long  Metre. 
Religious  Education  ;  or,  Injlruciicns  of  Piety. 
X  •""CHILDREN,  in  years  and  knowledge- young, 
^^   Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents' joy, 
Attend  the  counfels  of  my  tongue, 
Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ, 

z  If  you  defire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  ftate, 
Reitrain  your  feet  from  impious  ways, 
Your  lips  from  flander  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  faints, 
His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries  ; 
He  f«ts  his  frowning  face  agalaft 
The  fons  of  violence  and  lies. 

4  To  humble  fouls  and  broken  hearts 
God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh  ; 
Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts 
Whe;i  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

5  He  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans. 
His  fon  redeems  their  fouls  from  death  ; 
His  fpirit  heals  their'  brohen  bones, 

His  praife  employs  their  tuneful  breath. 

P  s  a  L  m    XXXIV.  Mo.     Wi$U>art, 

Common  Metre. 
Trayer  and  Praije  for  eminent  Deliverance, 

1  T'LL  blefs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  ; 
X  How  g.,oJ  are  aril  his  ways  » 

Ye  humble  fouls  that  ufe  to  pray, 
Com->  hdp  -^-7  lips  to  praife. 

2  &ingto.th«  iPfl  -;  ?fhis  name, 

tix.v  a  poor  fufferer  cried, 
F 


6t  PSALM       XXXIV, 

Nor  was  his  hope  expand  to  flume, 
Nor  was  his  fuit  denied. 

3  When  threatening  forrows  round  mc  itood, 

And  endlefs  fears  arofe, 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  flood, 
Redoubling  all  ray  woes. 

4  I  told  the  Lord  my  fore  dillrefs, 

With  heavy  groans  and  tears  ; 
He  gave  my  fliarpeft  terments  eafe, 
And  filenc'd  ail  my  fears. 

Pause. 

5  [Oh  finners,  come  and  tafte  his  love, 

Come,  learn  his  pleafant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
The  fweetnefs  of  his  grace. 

•6  H?  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Round  where  his  children  dwell  ; 
What  ills  their  heavenly  care  prevents 
No  earthly  tongue  can  tell.]     • 

7  [Oh  love  the  Lord,  ye  faints  of  his  ; 

His  eye  regards  the  juft, 
llr-v  richly  blefs'd  their  portion  :*, 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  truft  ! 

8  Young  liens  pinch's  with  hunger  loar, 

And  familh  in  the  wood  : 
But  God  fupplies  his  holy  poor 

With  every  needful  good.] 
Psalm     XXXIV.     n— 22*.   Second  Tart, 
Common  Metre. 
Exhortation  to  Peace  and  Hah'ne/s. 
I    i^OME,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord, 
\^/  And  that  your  days  be  long, 
Let  not  a  falfe  or  fpiteful  word 
Be  found  upon  your  tongue. 
%  Depart  from  mifchief,  practice  love, 
Purfue  the  works  of  peace  ; 
So  fhall  the  Lord  your  ways  approve, 
And  fet  your  fouls  at  eafe. 


V    S    A     L     M     XXXV.  6l 

3  His  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  juft, 
His  ears  attend  their  cry  ; 
When  broken  fpirits  dwell  in  dult, 
The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 

4  What  tho'  the  forrows  here  they  tafte 

Are  iharp  and  tedious  too, 
The  Lord  who  faves  them  all  at  lair, 
Is  their  fupporter  now. 

5  Evil  mall  fmite  the  wicked  dead  • 

But  God  fecures  his  own, 
Prevents  the  miichief  when  they  Aide, 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 
5  When  deflation  like  a  flood 
O'er  the  proud  (inner  rolls, 
Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God, 
For  he  redeem' dtheir  fouls. 

Psalm     XXXV.  ver.  12,  ,,,   I4. 
Lame  to  Enemies  3  or,  the  Love  of  Chrijl  to  Sinners  tyfi- 

jied  in   David. 
1   TOEHOLD  the  love,  the  generous  love 
J3  That  holy  David  mows  ; 
Benuld  his  kmd  companion  move 
For  his  affiicled  foes. 

2  When  they  are  Tick,  his  foul  complains, 

And  feems  to  feel  the  fmart  j 
The  fpirit  of  the  gofpel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  cor' 

As  for  a  brother  de^  ' 
And  faiting  mortifi< 
While  for  their 

4  They  groan'd,  l 

Yet  lhll  he  p 
And  double  bl' 
The  righte 
J  Oh  glorious 
Thus  Ckr 
While  firmer. 
And  pities  t* 


64  T    S     A     L     M       XXXV2. 

6  He,  the  true  David,  IfracPs  king, 
Bleft  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  rebels  dead  in  fin, 
Paid  his  own  deareft  blood. 
Psalm     XXXVI.  5—9.  Long  Metre. 
The  Perfecliom  and   Providence    of   God ;   or,    General 

PrviHcknce  and  Special  Grace. 
1  TJIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
XX  Thv  goodnefs  in  fall  glory  mines  ; 
Thy  truth  (hall  break  through  every  eloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  defigns. 

I  Forever  firm  thy  juftice  {lands, 
As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Wife  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
Thy  judgments  arc  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 
P.^th  man  and  beau  t'.-v  bounty  fhare  ; 
The  whole  creation  is   hy  charge, 
But  faints  ere  vhy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace  ! 
Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfart  fprings  ; 
The  fons  of  Adam  in  d.rtrcfs 

Fly  to  the  fhadow  of  thy  wing?. 
m  the  prcvifions  of  thy  houfe 
-M  be  fed  with  fweet  repaft  ; 
,;ke  a  river  flows, 
•oji  to  our  tafie. 

*•  a,r^vfree, 

-Lord  ; 

9.  Com.  Metre. 
md,  Ath'&ute* 

1  ways, 


P    S    A     L     M       XXXVI.  6r$ 

i  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at :  once  declare 
(Whate'er  their  lips  profefs) 
God  hath  no  wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  feek  his  grace. 

3  What  ftrange  felf-tb.ttery  blinds  their  eyes  ! 

But  there's  a  battening  hour, 
When  they  lhall  fee  with  fore  furpnfe 
The  terrors  of  thy  power. 

4  Tky  juftice  (hall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountaints  melt  away  ; 
Thy  judgments  area  world  unknown, 
A  deep,   unfathom'd  fea. 

5  Above  thefe  heaven's  created  round;, 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  extend  ; 

Thy  truth  out-lives  the  narrow  bounds,. 

Where  time  and  nature  end. 

5  Safety  to  man  thy  goodnefs  brings, 

Nor  overlooks  the  bsaft  ; 

Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings 

Thy  children  chufe  to  reft. 

7  [From  thee,  when  creature-ftreams  run  low, ' 

And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  fprings.of  life  (hall  flow, 
And  raife  our  pleafures  high.. 

8  Though  all  created  light  decayr 

And  death  clofe  up  our  eyes, 

Thy  pretence  makes  eternal  day 

Where  clouds  can  never  rife* 

Psalm     XXXVI.     i— ?•  Short  Metre. 

The  ffickednefs  of  Man,    and   the   Majcfy    of  God ;    ~r 

Pra&ical  Atheifm  e.r^fed, 

i  TTTHEN  man  grows  hold  in  fin; 
W       My  heart  within  me  cries, 
"  He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 
"  Nor  fear  before  his  eyes. 
i  [He  walks  a  while  conceal'd 
In  a  felf-flatte ring  dream, 


66  P     S    A     L     M       XXXVII- 

Till  his  dark  crimes  at  once  revcal'd, 
Expoie  his  hateful  name..] 

3  His  he:.rt  is  falfe  and  foul, 

His  wor.'.s  are  fmooth  and  fair  ; 
Wifdom  is  banifh'd  from  his  foul, 
And  leaves  no  goodnefs  there. 

4  He  plots  upon  his  bed 

New  mifchief  to  fulfil; 
He  fets  his- heart,  and  hand,  and  head 
Topra&ifc  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  ther's  a  dreadful  God, 

Tho'  men  renounce  his  fear  ; 
His  juftice,  hid  behind  the  cloud, 
Shall  one  great  day  appear. 

6  His  truth  tranfeends  the  iky, 

In  heaven  his  mercies  dwell  ; 
Deep  as  the  fea  his  judgments  lie> 
tf  His  anger  burns  to  hell. 

7  How  excellent  his  love, 

Whence  all  our  fafety  fpaingj  ! 
Oh  never  let  my  foul  remove 
'  From  underneath  his  wings. 

Psalm     XXXVH.   1—15.  Fitji  Part. 
The  Curs  of  Em>y,  Fretfuln:fs    v>id    Unbelief)   or,    tht 

Rewards  of  the  Righteous  and  the   If  irked, 
1    TX7"HY  fhould  1  vex  my  foul,  and  fret 
W       To  fee  the  wicked  rife  ? 
Or  envy  tinners  waxing  great, 
By  violence  and  lies  ? 
£  As  flowery  geafs  cut  down  at  neon, 
Before  the  evening  fades, 
•co  lhall  their  glories  vaniih  foon, 
In  cverlafting  (hades." 

3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  truth. 

And  pract ife  all  that's  good  ; 
fofhall  I  dwell  among  thejuir, 
An  J  He  provide  me  food. 

4  I  to. my  Go'  my  ways  commit, 

An  I  ci  eer  xtl  wait  hi-  will  ; 


P    S     A     L     M     XXXVII.  6 

Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet. 
Shall  my  defires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  fhalt  thou  difplay, 

And  make  thy  judgments  known,. 
Fair  as  the  light  or  dawning  day, 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

6  The  meek  at  la  ft  the  earth  poflefs,. 

And  are  the  heirs  of  heaven  ; 
True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  fouls  are  given. 
Pause. 

7  Reft  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way* 

Nor  let  your  anger  rife  ; 
Though  providence  ihould  long  delay, 
To  punifh  haughty  vice. 

S  Let  finners  join  to  break  your  peace. 
And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam  ; 
The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  fees 
Their  day  of  vengeance  come. 

5  They  have  drawn  out  the  threatening  fwovd. 
Have  bent  the  murderous  bow, 
To  flay  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord,. 
And  bring  the  righteous  low- 

io  My  God  (hall; break  the  bows,  and  bum 
Their  perfecuting  darts, 
Shall  their  own  fwords  againft  them  turn, 

And  pierce  their  ftubb^rn  hearts. 
Psalm  XXXVII.   16,  zi,  26—31.  Second  Part. 
Charity  to  the  PcOr  ;  or,  Religion  in  IVords  and  Deedtr 
1  TXTHY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boaft, 
VV        And  grow  profanely  bold  ? 
The   neaneft  portion  of  the  juft, 
Excels  the  tinner's  gold. 

Z  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 
But  ne'er  defigns  to  pay  : 
The  faint  is  merciful  and  lends, 
Nor  turns  the  poor  av/ay. 

3  His  arms  with  liberal  heart  he  gives 
Amongft  the  fons  of  need  ; 


68  PSALM      XXXVII. 

His  memory  to  long  ages  lives, 
And  bleffed  is  his  feed, 

4  His  lips  abhor  to  talk  profane, 

To  liander  or  defraud  ; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 
What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 

5  The  law  and  golpel  of  the  Lord 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide  ; 

Led  by  the  fpirit  and  the  word 

His  feet  fhall  never  Aide. 

6  When  fmners  fall,  the  righteous -ftand, 

Preferv'd  from  every  fnare  ; 
They  fhail  po'ffefs  the  promis'd  land, 

And  dwell  forever  there. 
Psalm  XXXVII.  ver.  23— 37.     Third  Fart. 
The  JVay  ami  End  of  the  Righteous  ami  the  iVukd. 
1  ~^L  yTY  God,  the  fteps  of  pious  men 
jy\.     Are  order' d  by  thy  will  : 
Though  they  fhould  fall,  they  rife  again, 
Thy  hand  fupports  them  ftill: 
i  The  Lord  delights  to  fee  thfjr  ways, 
Their  virtue  he  approves  : 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 

3  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  portion  and  their  home  ; 
He  feafts  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  blcffings  long  to  come. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  men, 

Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown : 
Ye  mall  confeff  their  pride  was  vain, 
When  juftice  cafts  them  down. 
Pause. 
5.  The  haughty  firmer  have  I  feen, 
Not  fearing  man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad  : 
9  And  lo,  he  vanifh'd  from  the  ground, 
Deiiroy'd  by  hands  unfeen  ;, 


PSALM       XXXVIII.  H 

Kor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 
•7  But  mark  the  man  of  righteoufnefs, 
His  feveral  fteps  attend  ; 
True  pleafure  runs  thro'  all  his  ways,. 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 
P  s  a  l  m     XXXVIII.     Common  Metre. 
*tt  •/  Conference  andReli^  *'**«#»»  «*  ?^ 

erfor  Pardon  and  Health.  ■ 
I      A    MIDST  thy  wrath  remember  iove  J 
/\      Reftore  thy  fervant,  Lord, 
Nor  let  a  Father's  chaining  prove 
Like  an  avenger's  fword. 
Z  Thine  arrow*  ftick  within  my  heart. 
My  flelh  is  forely  preft  ; 
Between  the  forcowr.  and  the  fmart 
My  fpirit  finds  no  reft. 
3  My  fins  a  heavy  load  appear, 
And  o'er  mv  head  are  gone  ; 
Too  heavy  they  for  me  to  bear, 
Too  hard  for  met'  atone. 
a  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  fes, 
That  finks  my  comforts  gown  ; 
And  I  go  mourning  ail  the  day 
Beneath  my  father's  frown. 
c  Lord  I  am  weaken'd  and  difrnay'd, 
None  of  mv  powers  are  whoie  : 
My  wounds  with  piercing  anguim  £ke£> 
The  anguilh  of  my  foul. 
6  All  my  de fires  to  thee  are  known, 
Thine  eye  counts'  every  te?.r, 
And  every  figh  and  every  groaa 
Is  notie'd  by  thine  ear. 
1  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  hope  : 
My  God  will  hear  my  cry, 
My  God  will  bear  my  fpirit  up 
When  Satan  bids  me  die. 
%  My  foes  rejoice  whene'er  I  flide9. 
To  fee  my  virtue  fail  ; 


70  PSALM      XXXIX, 

They  raife  their  pleafurc  and  their  pride, 
When'er  their  wiles  prevail. 
3  But  I'll  confefs  my  guilty  ways, 
And  grieve  for  all  my  fin  ; 
I'll  mourn  how  weak  the  feeds  of  grace. 
And  beg  fupport  divine. 
10  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  paft, 
And  be  forever  nigh  ; 
O  Lord  of  my  falvation  haftc, 
Before  thy  fervant  die. 

P '  A  \"  ,XXXIX-   »»  2>  3-  firft  Part.  Com.  Metre, 

^atshfulnef,  over  the  Tongue ;  or,  Prudence  «nd  Zed. 
i  ^pHUS  I  refolv'd  before  the  Low, 
««+  a  "  Now  wil1  l  watch  my  tongue, 
"  Left  I  let  JJip  one  finful  word, 
"  Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong." 
Z  Whene'er  conftram'd  a  while  to  ftay 
^  With  men  of  lives  profane, 
I'll  fet  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 

3  I'll  fcarce  allow  my  lips  to  fpeak 

The  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 
Left  fcoffers  lhould  th'  occalion  take 
To  moek  my  holy  zeal. 

4  Yet  if  fome  proper  hour  appear, 

I'll  not  be  over-aw'd, 
But  let  the  fcoffing  finners  hear  , 
That  we  can  fpeak  for  God. 

Psalm  XXXIX.  a,  5,  6,  7.     Second  Part, 
Tht  Vanity  of  Man  as  Mortal. 

1  r  S  ^EA<"^"  me  the  moa'",e  or"  niy  days, 

JL     Thou  maker  of  my  frame  ; 
I  would  furvey  life's  narrow  fpace, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  fpan  is  all  that  we  can  boaft, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  : 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  duft 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime*. 


*    S    A    L    M      XXXIX. 

See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  fhadows  o'er  the  plain  ; 
They  rage  and  ftrive,  defire  and  love, 

But  all  the  noife  is  vain. 

Some  walk  in  honour's  gnudy  fhow, 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore, 
They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who, 

And  ftraitare  fc&n  no  mere. 

What  fhould  I  wilh  or  wait  for  then 

Frjm  creatures  earth  and  duft  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 

And  difappoint  our  truft. 

Nov/  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  de fires  recall ; 
I  give  my  mortal  intereftup, 

And  make  ray  God  my  all. 

1   S    A    l    M     XXXIX.    Ver.    9-13.      Third  Tart. 
Sick-Bed  Devotion  ;  or,  pleading  without  Reining. 

CI  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 
f   Behold  the  pains  I  feel  ; 
3-.it  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 

Nor  dare  difpute  thy  will. 
Difeafes  are  thy  fervahts  Lord, 
^  They  come  at  thy  command  5 
11  not  attempt  a  murmuring  word, 

Again  ft  thy  chaftcning  hand. 
:et  I  may  plead  with  humble  cries, 

Remove  thy  ftiarp  rebukes  : 
IHh-ength  confumes,  my  fpirit  dies, 

Tnrough  thy  repeated  ftrbkes. 

Irufh'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 

we  moulder  to  the  duft  • 
>ur  feeble  powers  can  ne'er  withftand, 

■ftnd  all  our  beauty's  loft. 
'*  but  a  Granger  here  below, 
As  all  my  fathers  were  • 

SfcIbeT\eI1t,rfpar:dt°W 

When  I  thy  fumroons  hear! 


•I 


7j  ?    S    A    L     M    XL. 

6  But  if  my  life  be  fpar'd  a  while 
Before  my  laft  remove, 
Thy  Fraife  (hall  be  my  bufmefs  ftill, 
And  I'll  declare  thy  love. 
p  S  A  A  M     XL.     w.  I,   2,  3,  5>  *7-    F'rfi  ?«rh 
Common  Metre. 
A  Song  of  Deliverance  from  great  Dijirefs. 
Waited.patientforthe  Lord, 
a      He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry  ; 
He  faw  merefting  on  his  word, 
And  brought  falvation  nigh, 
z.  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 
Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  bonds  releas'd  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  mirey  clay 
3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  ftend, 
And  taught  my  cheerful  tonge 
To  praife  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  fong. 
a  I'll  fpreadhvs  works  of  grace  Abroad  ; 
The  faints  with  joy  fhall  hear, 
And  finners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear, 
r  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  oHoyej 
Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great  » 
We  have  not  words  nor  hoars  enough 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 
6  When  I'm  afflicted,,  poor  and  low, 
And  light  and  peace  depart, 
My  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 

And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 
Psalm  XL.  $—9  Second  Part.  Com.  Metre. 
The  Incarnation  ami  Sacrifice  of  Chijh 
,  rTMlUS  faith  the  Lord,  «  your  wofk  is  vain, 
I        *<  G:..e  your  burnt-offerings  o'er, 
«  In  trying  goats  and  bullocks  (lain 
«  My  foul  ielightsno  more." 
z  Then  fpake  the  Saviour,  "  Lo,  I'm  here, 
«  My  God,  to  do  thy  will  j 


PSALM      XL. 

**  Whate'er  thy  facred  books  declare 
"  Thy  fervant  fhall  fulfil. 

3  «  Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  fight, 

"  I  keep  it  near  my  heart  ; 
"  Mine  eyes  are  open'd  with  delight 
"  To  what  thy  lips  impart." 

4  And  fee  the  bleft  Redeemer  comes, 

TV  eternal  Son  appears, 
And  at  th'  appointed  time  affumes 
The  body  God  prepares. 

5  Much  he  rcveal'd  his  Father's  grace, 

And  much  his  truth  he  fhew'd, 
And  preach'd  the  way  of  righteoafnefs 
Where  great  affeniblcs  flood. 

£  His  Father's  honour  touch'.]  his  heart. 
He  pity'd  finneri'  cries, 
And  tg  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part 
"<ras  made  a  facrifice. 

P     A     <u      s      E. 
$   Nc  Mood  of  bcafts  on  altnrs  fhed 
Could  wafh  the  conference  cle^n, 
But  the  rich  facrifice  he  paid 
'Atones  for  all  cur  fin. 

8  Then  was  the  great  falvatian  fpread, 
And  fa-tan's  kingdom  (hook  ; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  feed 
The  ferpent's  head  was  broke. 

Psalm     XL.  5—10.  Long  Metre, 
Cnr'Jiour  Sacrif.-e, 

HE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought, 
Exceed  our  praife,  furmountour  thought 
Should  r  attempt  the  long  detail, 
My  fpecch  would  faint,  my  numbers  fail. 
N'n  blood  of  beafh  on  altars  fpilt, 
Can  cleanfc  the  foiils  of  men  from  guilt  ; 
But  thou  hau;  fet  before  our  eyes 
An  all  fufHcicot  ^cr-fice. 

G  '■ 


T 


74  PSALM       XU 

3  Lo  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 

To  thy  defigns  he  bows  his  cars  ; 
A flli me s  a  body  well  prcpar'd, 
And  well  performs  a  work  fo  hard. 

4  u  Behold  I  come  (the  Saviour  cries, 
"  With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes,) 
M  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 

u  Of  (ins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  God. 

5  "  'Tis  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
"  'Tis  in  thy  book  foretold  of  me, 
"  I  mull  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part. 
"  And  io  '  thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 

6  "  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 

"  And  rebels  to  obedience  draw, 

"  When  on  my  crofs  I'm  lifted  high, 

"  Or  to  my  crown  above  the  Iky.  . 

7  **  The  Spirit  (hall  defcend  and  (how 

u  What  thou  haft  done  and  what  I  do  ; 

"  The  wondering  world  fhnll  learn  thy  grace, 

u  And  all  creation  tunc  thy  praife." 

Psalm    XLI.  i,  2,  3. 

Charity  to  the  Poor  ;  or,  Pity  to  the  AffilB <eJ. 

1  T>LEST  is  the  man,  whofe  breaft  can  move, 
JO)  And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor, 
Whofe  foul  by  fympathizing  love, 

Feels  what  his  fellow-faints  endure. 

2  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief. 
More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do  ; 
He  in  the  time  of  general  grief 

Shall  find  the  Lord  has  mercy  too. 

3  His  foul  (hall  live  feenre  on  earth, 
Withfeact  b'efnn^s  on  his  head, 
When  drouth,  and  pettilence,  and  death. 
Around  him  multiply  ihcir 

4  Or  if  he  hnguiih  on  his  couch 

God  will  pronounce  his  fins  forgiven, 
Will  favc  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  foul  to  heaven. 


P     S     A     L     M      XLII.  75 

Psalm    XLII.  1—9.    Firji  Part. 
Befatim  ani'bofe  5  cr,  Complaint  of  Abfencc  from  -pub- 
lic Worjhip. 
r   TT  T1TH  earneft  longings  of  the  mind,. 
W     My  Gou,.  to  thee  I  look  ; 
So  pants  the  hunted  heart  to  find, 
And  tafte  the  cooling  brook. 
2  When  fhuil  I  fee  thy  courts  of  grace, 
And  meet  my  God  again  ? 
£0  long  an  abfence  from  thy  face 
My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

>  Tempfationsvtx  my  weary  foul, 
And  tears  are  my  repau  ; 
The  foe  infults  without  controul, 
(t  And  where's  you>  GjJ  at  luff  ?" 
4  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleafure  now 
I  think  on  ancient  days  : 
Then  to  thy  hoafe  did  numbers  go. 
And  all  our  work,  was  praife. 

1   But  why,  my  foul,  fink  down  fo  Far 
Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
My  fpirit,  why  indulge  defpair, 
And  fin  againfi  my  God  ? 

6   Mope  in  the  Lord,  whofe  mighty  hand 
Can  all  thy  woes  remove  ; 
Fori  fhall  yet  before  him  fiand, 
And  fing  reitoring  love. 

Psalm    XLII.    6— ir.     Secopd  Part. 
Melancho'y  Thoughts  Reproved  ;   or,   Hope   in  AJfiiclicn, 

1  "Ti    /TY  fpirit  finks  within  me,  Lord. 
iVX   Sut  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind, 
And  nines  of  pair  diltrefs  record, 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind, 

2  Huge  troubles  with  tumultuous  noife 
Swell  like  a  fea,  and  round  me  fpread  ; 
The  rifing  waves  drown  all  my  joys, 
And  roll  tremendous  o'er  my  head. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 
When  I  addrefs  his  throne  by  day, 


76  PSALM      XLIUi 

Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove  ; 
The  night  (hail  hear  mc  fing  and  pray. 

4  I'll  rait  myfelf  before  his  feet, 

And  fay,  "  my 'God,  my  heavenly  rock, 

"  Why  doth  thy  love  fo  lung  forget 

"  Tne  foul  that  groans  beneath  thy  ftroke  ?" 

5  I'll  chide  my  heart  that  finks  fo  low, 
Why  fhould  my  foul  indulge  her  grief  ; 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praife  him  too  ; 
He  k  my  reft,  my  fure  relief. 

6  My  God,  my  moft  exceeding  joy, 

Thy  light  and  truth  fhallguide  me  ftill,  . 
Thy  word  fhall  thy  left  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thkie  heavenly  hill. 

Psalm    XLIII.    Common  Metre. 

Saftty  in  Divine  Pretf&t'oa. 

i    TUDGE  mc,  O  God,  and  plead  mycauft, 
Jj    Againft  a  finful  race  ; 
From  vile  oppreffion  and  deceit 
Secure  me  by  thy  grace. 
■z  On  thee  my  ftedfaft  hope  depends, 
And  am  I  left  to  mourn  ? 
To  fink  in  forrows,  and  in  vain 
Implore  thy  kind  return  ? 

3  Oh  fend  thy  light  to  guide  my  feet, 

And  bid  thy  truth  appear, 
ConduA  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 
To  tafte  thy  mercies  there. 

4  Then  to  thy  altar,  oh  my  God, 

My  joyful  feet  fhall  rife, 
And  my  'triumphant  fongs  fhall  praife 

The  God  that  rules  the  Ikies. 
5  Sink  not,  my  foul,  beneath  thy  fear, 

Nor  yield  to  weak  defpair  ; 
For  1  fhall  live  to  praife  the  L»rd, 

And  blefs  hi>  guardian  cave. 


PSALM       XLIV.  77 

Psalm    XLIV.  ver.  i,  a,  3>  B,  t$,  26 

The  Church's  Complaint  in  Perfection. 

1  X    ORD,  wc  have  heard  thy  works  of  old, 

Lrf  Thy  works  of  power  and  grace, 
When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told, 
The  wonders  of  their  days. 

2  They  faw  thy  beauteous  churches  rife, 

The  fpreadiug  gofpel  run  ; 
While  light  and  glory  from  the  (lues 
Through  all  their  temples  fhone, 

3  la  God  they  boated  all  the  day, 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  thoufands  meet  to  praife  and  pray? 
And  grace  was  all  their  long. 

4  But  now  our  fouls  are  feiz'd-  with  fhatae.- 

Confufion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blafpheme, 
And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 

i    Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 
Nor  falfely  deal:  wi:h  heaven, 
Nor  have  our  heps  declin'd  the  road 
Of  duty  thou  haft  given. 

6  Though  dragons  all  around  us  roar 

With  their  definitive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  oruis'd  us  fore. 
Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 
Pause. 

7  We  are  expos'dallday  to  die, 

As  martyrs  for  thy  name  ; 
As  fheep  for  (laughter  bound  we  lie, 
And  wait  the  kindling  flame. 

5  Awake,  arife,  almighty  Lord, 

Why  deeps  thy  wanton' grace  ? 
Why  ihould  we  feem  like  men  abhor'd, 
Or  banilh'd  from  thy  face  ? 

5  Wilt  thou  forever  caft  us  off, 
And  ft  ill  negleit  our  cries  ? 
O   2, 


7S  PSALM       XLV. 

Forever  hide  thine  heavenly  love 
From  our  affii&ed  eyes  ? 

10  Down  to  the  duft  our  foul  is  bow'd. 

And  dies  npon  the  ground  ; 
Rife  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud, 
And  all  their  powers  confound. 

1 1  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  fhame, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God  ; 
We  plend  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

Psalm     XLV.     Short  Metre. 
The  Gloiy  cf  Chrij}.      The  Succefs  of  the  Gofpe/,  and  the 
Gentile   Church.  *, 

I   "]%    if  Y  Saviour  and  my  King, 
jLVjL     Thy  beauties  are  divine  ; 
Thy  lips  with  hlernngs  overflow, 
And  every  grace  is  thine, 

1  Now  make  thy  glory  known, 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  fword, 
And  rife  in  mnjefty  to  fpread 
The  conquers  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  flubborn  foes, 

Or  make  their  hearts  obey, 
While  juftice,  meeknefs,  grace  and  truth 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right, 

Thy  throne  fhall  ever  ftand  ; 
And  thy  victorious  gofpcl  prove 
A  fceptre  ia  thy  hand. 

5  [Thy  Father  and  thy  God 

Hath  without  meafure  fhed 
His  fpirit  like  a  grateful  oil 
T'  anoint  thy  facrcd  head.] 

§   [Behold  at  thy  right  hand 

The  Gevtili  church  is  feen, 
A  beauteous  bride  in  rich  attire,. 
And  princes  guard  the  Queen, 


PSALM       XLV. 

-  Fair  briie,  receive  his  love, 
Forget  thy  father's  houfe  ; 
FortYKe  Chy  gods,  thy  idol  gods* 
And  pay  the  Lord  fhy  vows. 

g  Oh  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  fweeteft  thoughts  employ  ; 
Thy  children  (hall  his  honour  fing, 
And  tafte  the  heavenly  joy. 

Psalm     XLV.     Common  Metre. 
the  ferhnal  Glories  and  Government  of  Chnjh 
I  T'LL  fpeak  the  honours  of  my  King, 
His  form  divinely  fair  ; 
None  of  the  (oris  of  mortal  race- 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 
|  Sweet  is  thy  fpeech,  and  heavenly  grace 
Upon  thy  lips  is  fhed  ; 
Thy  God  with 'buffings  infinite 
Hath  crowa'd  thy  facred  head. 
3   Gird  on  thy  fword,  vi&orious  Prince, 
Ride  with  majeftic  fwav  ; 
Thy  terror  (hall  ftrike  through  thy  foes. 
And  make  the  world  obey. 
i.  Thy  throne,  O  God,  forever  (rands. 
Thy  word  of  grace  (hall  prove 
A  peaceful  fceptre  in  thy  hands, 
To  rule  thy  faints  by  love. 
5  Juftice  and  truth  attend  thee  ft  ill', 
But  mercy  is  thy  choice  : 
And  God,  thy  God,  thy  foul  fhall  fill 

With  mod  peculiar  joys.. 
Psalm     XLV.  Fhji  Part.     Long  Met 
The  Glory  of  Chriji,  and  Poiver  of  hh  Gofpth 

2  VTOW'be  my  heart  infpir'd  to  fing 
J^     The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King, 
Jefus  the  Lord  :   how  heavenly  fair 
His  form  !  how  bright  his  beauties  are  ! 

3  O'er  all  \he  fons  of  human  race 
He  mines  with  far  jfuperior  grace-. 


fr#». 


So  I"     S     A     L     M      XLV 

Love  from  Lis  lips  divinely  flows," 
And  blefiings  ail  his  ihte  compofe. 

j  Drefs  thee  in  arras,  molt  mijhty  Lord; 
Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  ("word, 
In  rr.ajcfly  and  glory  r;do 
With  truth  and  meeknefs  at  thy  fide. 

4  Thine  an<;er,  like  a  pointed  dart, 
Shall  pierce  the  foes  of  ftubborn  heart  ; 
Or  words  of  mercy  kind  and  fweet 
Shall  melt  the  rebel.;  at  thy  feet. 

5  Thy  throne,  O  God,  forever  ftands, 
Grace  is  the  fceptre  in  thy  hands  ; 
Thy  laws  and  works  are  j.i'd  and  right, 
But  grace  and  j  urtice  thy  cielght. 

6  God  thine  own  God  has  richly  fhed 
His  oil  of  gladnefs  on  thy  head  ; 
And  with  his  facred  fpirit  blefs'd 
His  firft  born  Son  above  the  reft. 

P  s  a  l  m"    XLV.     Second  Par*.  Long  Metre'. 
Chriji  and  his  Church  :    or,  tie  Myf.icle  Ma 

1  r  I  ^HE  King  of  faints,  how  Liir  his  hec 

1         Adorn'cTwith  majefty  and  grace 
He  comes  with  bleflings  from  above. 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 

2  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 
The  queen  array'd  in  pureft  gold  ; 
The  world  admires  her  heavenly  drefs  ; 
Her  robes  of  joy  and  righteoufnefs. 

j  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own, 
He  calls  and  feats  hex  near  his  throne  j 
Fair  ftranger,  let  thine  heart  forget 
The  idols -of  thy  native  fate. 

4  So  fhall  the  king  the  more  rejoice 

In  thee  the  favourite  of  his  choice   j 

Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd 

For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 
«;  Oh  happy  hour,  when  thou  ihall  rife 

To  his  fair  palace  in  the  fkics, 


P     S     A     L     M       XLVL 

And  all  thy  Cons,  (a  numerous  train) 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 

i  Let  endiefs  honour*  crown  his  head  ; 
Let  every  age  his  praifes  fpread  ; 
While  we  with  cheerful  fongs  approve 
The  condefcentiqn  of  his  love. 

Psalm     XLVL  Fuji  Pa  t, 
The  Church's  Safety  aid  Trramph  among  national 
'DefoLtioKs. 
I   A^l  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  faints, 

\J"  When  frorms  of  lharp  diftrefs  invade  ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  prefent  with  his  aid. 
z  Let  mountains  from  their  feats  be  huri'd 
Down  to  the  deep,  3nd  buried  there, 
Convulsions  fhake  the  folid  world, 
Our  faith  fnall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 
In  facred  peace  our  fouls  abide, 
While  every  nation,  every  fhore 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  fweiling  tide, 

4  There  is  a  dream,  whofe  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ! 

Life,  love  and  joy  frill  gliding  through 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  facred  ftream,  thine  holy  word, 
Supports  our  faith,  our  fear  controuls, 
Sweet  peace  thy  promifes  afford, 

And  give  new  ftrength  to  fainting  fouls. 

•  Slon  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 
Secure  againft  a  threatening  hour  ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundation  move, 
Built  on  his  truth,  and  arm'd  with  power. 

P   S    A    L  :M      XLVL     Second  Part. 
God  fights  for  his  Church. 
I   7"     ET  5/fl*  in  her  King  rejoice, 

A   j  Tho'  tyrants  rage,  and  kingdoms  rife"; 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice, 
The  nations  melt,  the  tumult  dies. 


1 2  PSALM      XL  VII. 

2  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 
And  Jacob's  God  is  itiii  our  aid  ; 
Behold  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought, 
What  dcfolutionb  he  has  made. 

3  From  fea  to  fea,  through  all  the  fhores 
He  makes  the  noife  of  battle  ceafs  ; 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars, 
lit  awe-  the  trenvoling  world  to  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  fpear, 
Chariots  he  burns  with  heavenly  fiaaie  ; 
i.et  earth  in  filent  wonder  hear 

The  found  and  glory  of  his  name. 

5  "  Ee  ftifi,  and  iearn  that  I  am  God,. 
li  I  reign  exalted  o'er  the  lands, 

"  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
(;  Bat  Xxiil  my  throne  in  SJcat  ftandi," 

6  O  Lord  of  holts,  almighty  King, 
While  we  (>  near  thyprefence  dwell* 
Our  faith  ihall  lit  feeure,  and  fing, 

Nor  fear  the  raging  powers  of  heii. 

P  z   a   l   m     XLVII 
Chriji  af:cnding  and  Reigning. 
i   /~\H  foi  3  Ihout  of  facred  joy 
\_yF    To  God  the  fdvereigti  King  ! 
Let  every  land  fcaeir  t jngoes  employ, 
And  hymn,  of  triumph  Ting. 

2  Jefm  our  Gad  afcends  on  high  ; 

His  heavenly  guards  around 

Attend  him  riling  tnro'  the  fky, 

With  trumpet's  joyful  found. 

3  While  angels  fhout  ari(i  praife  their  King, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  ftrains  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  fing  ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  i 

/f.  Rchearfe  his  pi  .if.  with  awe  profound, 
Lei  knowledge  z:^~  ^e  ior-Z  i 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  found. 
Upx'  a  thoughtless  tongue. 


PSALM      XLVIII. 

In  I/rie/&noA  his  antjent  rhronc, 

He  lov'd  that  chofen  race  ; 
But  now  he  calls  trc  world  his  owrt, 

And  heathens  talre  his  grace. 
The  Gentile  nations  r.rs  the  Lord's, 

There  Abraham's  God  is  known  ; 
While  powers  and  princes,  fliields  and  fwards 

Submit  before  his  throne. 

Psalm    XLVIII.     i— 8.     Fifi  Part. 
The  Church  is  the  Honour  and  Safety  of  a  Nation, 

GREAT  is  the  Lord. our  God, 
And  let  his  praife  be  great  ; 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  moil  delightful  feat. 

Thefe  temples  of  his  grace, 

How  beautiful  they  ftand  ? 
The  honours  of  our  native  place, 

And  bulwarks  of  our  land/} 

In  %ion  God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  diitrefs  ;  » 

How  bright  has  his  falvarion  ihone  ; 
H  jw  fair  his  heavenly  gracej* 

When  kings  againft  her  join'd, 

And  faw  the  Lord  was  there, 
In  wild  confufion  of  the  mind 

They  fled  with  hafty  fear. 

When  navies  rail  and  proud 

Attempt  to  fpoil  our  peace, 
He  fends  his  tempeft  roaring  loud, 

And  links  them  in  the  feas. 

Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  feen, 
How  well  our  God  fecures  the  fold 

Where  his  own  flocks  have  been. 

In  every  new  dirtrefs 

We'll  to  his  houfe  repair, 
Recal  to  mindhis-  wondrous  grace, 

And  feek  deliverance  there. 


84        PSALM     XLVIII.     XLIX, 

P  S   A  X.   Ni     XLVIII.      10-^14.'     Second  Part. 

Tu  Beauty  of  the  Church  ;   or,   Go/pel  Worjkif  ^>iJ  Or- 
der. 
s   T?AR  as  thy  name  is  known 
JJ      The  world  declares  thy  praifc  ; 
Thy  faints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  fongs  of  honour  raife. 

2  With  joy  thy  people  ftand 
On  S/oh's  chofen  hill, 
Proclaim 'the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 

And  counfels  of  thy  will.  f 

:   Let  Grangers  walk  around 
The  city  where  we  dwell, 
C  jmpafs  and  view  thine  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well. 

4  The  orders  of  thy  houfe, 

The  worfnip  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  fongs,  the  folemn  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  Kow  decent  and  how  wife  1 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charm<  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worfhip  now 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die  ; 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below. 
And  ours  above  the  fky. 

Psalm  XLIX.  6—14.  Fir/1  Part.    Com.  Metre. 

Ptide  and  Death  ;   or,   the  Vanity,  of  Life  and   Ricks 

x   TTTHY  doth  the  man  of  richer  grow 
\\     To  infolence  and  pride, 
To  fee  his  wealth  and  honours  flow 
With  every  rifing  tide. 

2   [Why  doth  he  treat  the  pmr  with  fco'rn, 
Made  of  the  felf-fame.clay, 
And  boart  as  though  his  flefk  was  born 
Of  better  duft  than  they  ?] 


PSALM       XLIX, 

3  Not  all  his  treafures  can  procure 
His  foul  a  fhort  r*pricve, 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour? 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 

ij,  Eternal  life  can  ne'er  be  fold, 
The  ranfom  is  too  high  ; 
Jultice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  golds 
That  man  may  never  die. 

-  He  fees  the  brutifh  and  the  wife, 
The  timorous  and  the  brave 
Quit  their  pofTeflions,  clofe  their  eyes,, 
And  haften  to  the  grave. 
\  Yet  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 
"  My  houfe  (hall  ever  Hand  ; 
"  And  that  my  name  may  long  abide 
"  I'll  give  it  to  my  land." 

•  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  loft;, 
How  foon  his  memory  dies  ! 
His  name  is  buried  in  the  dull, 
Where  his  own  body  lies. 

Pause. 
I  This  is  the  folly  of  their  way 
And  yet  their  fons  are  vain 
Approve  the  words  their  fathers  fay# 
And  a£t  their  works  again. 

Men  void  of  wifdom  and  of  grace, 

Tho'  honour  raifc  them  high, 
Live  like  a  beaft,  a  thoughtlefs  race, 
And  like  the  beaft  they  die. 
o  [Laid  in  the  grave  like  filly  fheep, 
Death  triumphs  o'er  them  Hv». 
Till  the  laft  trumpet  breaks  their  fleep, 

And  wakes  them  in  defpair.] 
Psalm    XL1X.  w.  14—15.  Second  Par; 
Common  Metre. 


Y 


Death  and  the  Refurreftion. 
E  fons  df  pride,  that  hate  the  juft, 
And  trample  on  the  poor, 
H 


86  PSALM      XLIX. 

.     When  death  has  brought  you  down  to  d 
Your  pomp  (hail  raife  no  more. 

2  The  laft  great  day  mall  change  the  fcene  ; 

When  will  that  hour  appear  ? 
When  mail  the  juft  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  fcorn'd  them  here  ? 

3  God  will  my  naked  foul  receive, 

Call'd  from  the  world  away, 

And  break  the  prifon  of  the  grave, 

Toraire  my  mouldering  clay. 

4  Heaven  is  my  everlafting  home, 

Th'  inheritance  is  fure  ; 
Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  refume, 
But  I'll  repine  no  more. 

Psalm     XLIX.     Long  Metre. 
The  rich  fiber's  Death,  and  the  Saint's  Refurretlic, 
!    ^f  T  7HY  do  the  proud  infult  the  poor, 

VV    And  boaft  the  br*e  eftates  they  have 

How  vain  are  riches  to  fecure 

Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave  ! 

2  They  can't  redeem  an  hour  from  death 
With  all  the  wealth  in  which  they  truft  ; 
Nor  give  a  dying  brother  breath, 

When  God  commands  him  down  to  duft. 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  difmal  (hade 
Shall  clafg  tfteir  naked  bodies  rpund  ; 
That  flelh  fo  delicately  fed 

Lies  could  and  moulders  in  the  ground, 

4  Like  thoughtless  iheep  the  (inner  dies, 
And  leaves  his  glories  in  the  tomb  ; 
The  faints  hall  in  the  morning  rife, 
And  hear  the  oppreflbr's  awful  doom. 

e  His  honours  perifh  in  the  duft, , 

And  pomp  and  beauty,  birth  ana  oloou  : 

That  glorious  day  exalts  the  juft 

To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 
6  My  Saviour  fhall  my  life  reftore, 

And  raife  me  from  my  dark  abode  j 


P     S    A    L    M      L.  87 

My  fteih  and  foul  fhall  part  no  more, 
But  dwell  forever  near  my  God. 

a  L.  tier,   1— 6.     Firji  Part.  Common  Metre. 
The  laft  Judgment  ;  or,  the  Saint;,  rewarded. 
1   np^HE  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne, 
Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh, 
The  nations  near  the  riling  fun, 
And  near  the  Wejlern  fky. 
z  No  more  (hall  bold  blafphemers  fay, 
ii  Judgment  will  ne'er  begin  ;" 
No  more  abufe  his  long  delay 
To  impudence  and  fin. 

5  Thron'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  fhall  comej 
Bright  flames  prepare  his  way, 
Thunder  and  darknefs,  fire  and  ftorm 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

I  Heaven  from  above  his  call  fhall  hear, 
Attending  Angels  come, 
And  earth  and  hell  fhall  know,  and  fear 
His  jut! ice  and  their  doom. 

}  <c  But  gather  all  my  faints  (he  crie--) 
(i  That  made  their  peace  with  God, 
"  By  the  Redeemer's  facrifice, 
"  And  feal'dit  with  his  blood. 

i  "  Their  faith  and  works,  brought  fourth  to  light, 
"  Shall  make  the  world  confefs 
u  My  fentence  of  reward  is  right, 
"  And  heaven  adore  my  grace." 

Psalm  L.  ver.   10,   11,   14,   15,  23.     Seeottd-Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Obedience  is  better  than  Sacrifice. 

THUS  faith  the  Lord,  "  the  fpacious  fields 
"  And  tlocks  and  herds  are  mine, 
c>  O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills 
"  I  claim  a  right  divine. 

"  I  a(k  no  iheep  for  facrifice, 
"  Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire  ; 


Sg  P    S    A     L     M       L. 

"  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  ami  praife; 

"  Is  all  that  I  require. 
^  "  Invoke  my  name  when  trouble's  near, 

"  My  hand  (hall  fet  thee  free  ; 
"  Then  mail  thy  thankful  lips  declare 

14  The  honour  due  to  me. 

4  "  The  man  that  efftre  humble  praife, 

"  Declares  my  glory  beft  j 
"  And  thofe  that  tread  my  holy  waysr 
"  Shall  my  falvaticn  tafte." 

Psalm  L.  ver.  i,  5,  8,  16,  zr,  2.2-     T%in 

Coxnmon  Metre. 
Tne 

4<  W:tL-£t  the.  £s . 

4  ••'  c 

«  Wain  anguiOi  ;n  jow  &  aS." 

5  Co^atr,  yr,  flwt  flight  the  L>:.% 

Before  his  littath  sptear  ; 
If  once  yew  6fl  (weeath  his  fword, 
Ther .  •  erer  there. 

Psil  m     I*     LoEg  Metes. 


T 


Uypvrify  rxfofei 

HE  Lord,  the  Jiidge  his  churches  vam«, 

Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 


PSALM       L.  55 

Who  Dlace  their  hope  in  rites  and  forms, 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  the*  care. 
-   Vile  wretches  dare  rehearfe  bis  name 

*'  With  lip,  of  falfehood  and  deceit; 

A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 

And  footh  and  flatter  thofe  they  hate. 
,  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wrong, 
3   Yct'dare  to  leek  their  Maker's  nee: 

They  take  his  covenant  on  their  tongue, 

But  break  his  laws,  afcuft  his  grace. 
a  To  heaven  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 
*  Defil'd  with  luft,  defil'd  with  blood  ; 

By  night  they  praclife  every, lin, 

By  day  their. mouths  draw  near  to  boo. 
r    \nd  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 

They  grow  fecure  and  fin  the  more.; 

The,'  think  he  fleeps  as  well  as  they, 

And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 
6  Oh  dreadful  hour  !  when  God  draws  near, 

And  fets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes ! 

His  wrath  their  guilty  fouls  Inall  tear, 

And  no  deliverer  dare  to  rife. 

Psalm    L.     To  a  new  Tune, 
The  loft  Judgment. 

THE  Lord,  the  fovereign  fends  his  fummons  forth. 
Calls  thefcutk  nations,  and  awakes  the  north  ] 
From  Eaji  to  Weft  the  founding  orders  fpread 
Thro'  diftant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead  ; 
No  more  (hall  atheifts  mock  his  long  delay  ; 
His  vengeance  fleeps  no  more  ;  behold  the  day, 
2  Behold  the  Judge  defcends  ;  his  guards  are  nigh, 
Tempeft  and  fire  attend  him  down  tne  fey  ; 
Heaven,  earth  and  hell,  draw  near  ;  let  all  things 
To  hear  his  juflice  and  the  tinners'  doom  ;      [come 
But  gather  6rft  my  faints  (the  Judge"  commands) 
Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  diftarjt  lands, 
II  z 


P    S     L     A     M      L. 

3  Behold  my  covenant  ltands  forevei  good, 
Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  facrifice  in  blood, 

And  fign'd  with  all  their  names;  the  Greek  the 
That  paid  the  ancient  worfhip  or  the  new, 
There's  no  diftiu&ion  here,  prepare  their  thrones, 
And  near  me  feat  ray  favourites  and  my  for.s... 

4  I,  their  almighty  Saviour  and  their  God, 

I  r.m  their  Judge  ;  Ye  heavens  proclaim  abroad 
My  juft,  eternal  fentencc,  and  declare 

e  awful  truths,  that  finners  dread  to  hear  » 
.  in  Ziory  tremble  and  retire  ; 
I  doom  the  painted  hypocxit  to  fire. 

r  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  flain 
Do  I  condemn  thee  ;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain, 

out  the  flame  of  love  ;  in  vain  the  ftore 
Of  brjtal  offerings  that  were  mine  before  ; 
Mine  are  the  Lamer  beafls  and  favage  breed, 

i;>,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forefts  where  they  feci. 
:  If  I  were  hungry,  \v:ould  I  afk  thee  food? 
When  did  I  thirft,or  talte  the  viaim's  blood? 
Can  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
Thy  folem  chatterings  and  fantaitic  vows  ? 
Are  my  eyes  charru'd  thy  veftments  to  behold, 
Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay,  in  woven  gold  ? 
Unthinking  wretch  !  how  could' ft  thou  hope  to 
A  God,  a  fpirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe  ?        [pleafc 
While  with  my  grace  and  fiatues  on  thy  tongue 
Thou  lov'ft  deceit,  and  doft  thy  brother  wrong  ; 
In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  adulterers  are  thy  chofen  friends. 
Silent  I  waited  with  long-Cudering  love, 
But  didft  thou  hope  that  1  fhould  ne'er  reprove  ? 
And  cherifh  fuch  an  impious  thought  within, 
That  God  the  righteous  would  indulge  thy  fitt? 
Behold  my  terrors  r,r.v;   my  thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  foul. 
Sieners,  awake  betjme:  ;   ye  fools,  be  wife  ; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  mc-rningrife  ; 
Change  your  vain  thought.-,  your  finful  works  amen : . 

ike  the  Judge  your  friend  ^ 
Le.%  like  o  li  >n  his  hit  vengeance  tear 
Ycur  trepa'plittg  fouls,  and'  no  deliverer  ne*r 


P    S     A     L     M      L.  9: 

Psalm     L.     To  the  old  proper  Tune. 
The  laji  Judgment. 
r   HT'HE  God  of  glory  fends  his  fummons  forth, 

C  ills  thefautb  nations  and^  awakes  the  north  \ 
From  eaj}  to  weji  the  fovereign  orders  fpread, 
Thro'  dii^ant  worlds  and  reigions  of  the  dead. 
The  trumpt  founds  ;    hell  t)emblc,  heaven  rejoices  * 

your  heads,  ye  faints,  with  cheerful ttices. 
%  No  more  mall  atheifts  mock  his  long  delay  ; 
His  vengeance  deeps  no  mere  :  behold  the  day  : 
Behold  the  Judge  defcends  ;  his  guards  aie  nigh  ; 
Tempeft  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  iky. 
When  God  appeais,  all  nature  Jh all  adore  him  ; 
While  firmer s  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him. 

J  "  Heaven,  earth,  and  hell,  draw  near  :  let  all  things 
"  To  hear  my  juftice  and  the  finner's  doom  ;  [come 
"  But  gather  firft  my  faints  5  the  Judge  commands  j 
"  Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  diftant  lands._ 

Yhen  Chriji  returns,  -wake  every  cheetful faffion  ; 
And  fhout, ye  faints  \    he  comes  for  your  falvatior;.. 

\  t;  Behold  my  covenant  ftandh  forever  good, 
"  Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  facrifice  in  blood. 
M  And  fign'd  with  all  their  namess  the  Greek  tie  Jews 
w  That  paid  the  ancient  worlhip  or  the  new. 
Hurt's  no  diftinciion  here  ;  join  ail  your  voices, 
indraifeycur  heads,  ye  faints,  for  heaven  rejoices. 

"Here  (faith  the  Lord)  ye  angels  fpread  their  thrones  , 
"  And  near  me  iet  my  favourites  and  my  fons. 
"  Come,  my  redeem'd  poflfefs  the  joys  prepar'd 
"  Ere  time  began,  'tis  your  divine  reward. 

Vhen  Chriji  returns,  ivake  every  cheerful  paffion  ;  . 

fad  jhout,  ye  faint s,  he  comes  for your Jalvation* 

Pause     the  Firft. 

"  I  am  the  Saviour,  I  th'  almighty  God, 
u  The  fovereign  Judge  :  ye  heavens  proclaim  abroad 
u  My  juft  eternal  fentence,  and  declare 
"  Thofe  awful  truths,  that  finners  dread  to  hear, 
Hten  God  appears  all  nature  JJiall  adore  him, 
hie  finners  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  htm, 


9,  ?     S     A     L     M       L, 

r  "  Stand  forth,  thou  bold blafpjjemer,  and  profane} 
"  Now  feel  my  wrath,  nor  call  my  threatnings 
"  Thou  hypocrite  oncedrelt  in  faint's  attire, 
"  I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire. 

Judgment  proceeds  s  hell  trembles ;  heaven  re/oicei  ; 

Jjftupyour  heads>  ye  faints,  with  checiful 'voices. 

8  "  Not  for  the  want  of  goats,  cr  bullocks  (lain 

K  Do  I  condemn  thee  ;   bulls  and  goats  are  vain 
"  Without  the  flames  of  love  ;   in  vain  the  -; 
<c-  Of  brutal  offerings  that  were  mire  before. 

Earth  is  the  Lord's,  nil nature jh all  adore  him  ; 

While  firmer  s  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him. 

9  "  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  afk  thee  food  ? 

"  When  did  I  thirft  or  drink  thy  bullock's  blood  ? 

"  Mine  are  the  tamer  hearts  and  lavage  breed, 

"  Flocks,  herds,   and  fields,  and   fofefts   where  tfcey 

u41l  is  the  Lord's  he  rules  the  wide  creation  ;  [feed. 

Gives  ftnher$ven%eance,  and  the  faints  fahvation. 

10  "  Can  I  he  flatrer'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
"  Thy  folemn  chattering  and  iantafl  ic  vows  ? 

"  Are  my  eves  charm'd  thy  veftrnentsto  behold 
"  Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ? 
God  is  the  judge  of  hearts,  no  fair  difguifes 
Can  fcreen  the  guilty  vjhen  his  vengeance- r if ei. 

V  A   u   s   e     the  Second.  [pleafe 

ii   "  Unthinking  wretch  !   how  coul'd    thou  hope  to 
«  A  God,  a  fpiiit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe  r 
"  While  with  my  grace  and  ftatues  on  thy  tongue 
«  Thou  lov'ft  deceit,  and  doft  thy  brother  wrong. 
Ju  igment  proceeds  ;    hell  trembles  ;    heaven  rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  faiflts,  with  cheerful  voices. 
12   "  In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends  ; 
"  Thieves  and  adulterers  are  thy  chofen  friend*  ; 
"  While  the  Falfe  flatterer  at  mine  altar  waits, 
"  His  harden'd  foul  divine  inftrucVmn  hates. 
Ige  of  hearts,  no  fair  difguifes^ 

.en  his  vengeance rifes. 
lent  1  waited  with  long-furferinglovc  ; 
"   But  didft  thou  hope  that  I  lhould  ne'er  reprove  ? 
'  And  chcrilh  fuch  an  impious  thought  within, 


PSALM     LI.  93 

«  That  the  All-Holy  would  indulge  thy  fin  ? 
■■  e  God  appears,  all  nations  join  f  adore  him  \ 
judgment  proceeds,  and firmer*  fall  before  him. 
i  «  Behold  mv  terrors  now,  my  thunder  roll, 
'  «  Andthv  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  foul  ; 
«  Now  like  a  lion  ihall  my  vengeance,  tear 
«  Thy  bleeding  heart,  and  no  deliverer  near. 
Pigment  concludes  ;  hell  trembles  ;  heaven  rejoices  ; 
Aft  ufyour  had,,  ye  faints,  with  cheerful  voices, 

Epiphonema. 
c  "  Sinners,  awake  betimes  ;  ye  fouls  be  wife  ; 
"  Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife :  [amead , 
"  Change  your  vain  thoughts-,  your  finful  works  _ 
"  Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  ftten& 
lien  join,  ye  faintr,  wake  every ckeerpl pafjkn  ; 
Vhen  Chf.fi  'returns,  he  comes  ft  i  ■"  -  s»- 

P  5  a  l  m    LL    Firfi  Part.    LacS  B&fce. 
A  Peniten  t  -  f  Pardcm, 

OHEW  p!?T,  Lorti  O  Lord,  fingpe, 
l3  Let  a  repenting  rebel  live ; 
A;e  not  thy  mercies  large  and  See  * 
May  not  a  forcer  truA  ia  thee  ? 
My  crimes  are  great,  bat  can't  farpaf:- 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  ;racs  : 
Great  Go-J,  thy  nature  bath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  tore  be  found  ? 
Oh  waih  my  ioul  from  every  fin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conference  zkzz  ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  pail  offeaccs  pain  mine  eyes, 
My  lips  with  ILame  my  finsconfeiji 
Againit  thy  fetw,  3gainir  thy  grace  ; 
Lord,  faoihithy  judgment  gr  w  fevere, 
I  am  condemned  but  thou  art  dear. 
ghould  bidden  vengeance  feize  my  breatbj 
I  muft  pronounce  thee  juft  in  e  = 
And  if  my  foul  were  lent  to  bell, 
Thy  righteous  !a=ar  approves  it  weSL 
Yet  fave  a  trembling  inner,  Lordj 
Whole  hope,  JiiU  havering  round  thy  word* 


94  PSALM      U, 

Would  light  on  fome  fweet  pmmifc  there, 
Some  fure  fupport  againft  delpair. 

Psalm    LI.     Second  Part.    Long  Metre, 

Original  an.l  actual  Sin  confejjed. 

LORD,  I  am  vile,  conceived  in  fin, 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 
Sprung  from  the  man  whofe  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  feeds  of  fin  grow  up  for  death  j 
The  law  demands  a  perfect  heart ; 
But  we*er  defxl'd  in  every  part. 

3  [Great  God,  create  my  heart  a-new, 
And  form  my  fpirit  pare  and  true  j 
Oh  make  me  wife  betimes  to  fpy 
My  danger  and  my  remedy.] 

4  Kehold  I  fail  before  thy  face  ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace  ; 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean  ; 
The  leprofy  lies  d'>:ep  within. 

J  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleediag  benft, 
Nor  hyfop-branch,  nor  fprinkling  priefty 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  rlooJ,  nor  fea, 
Can  wafh.  the  difmal  ftain  away. 

6  jfffus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  fufficient  to  attone  ; 
Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  fnow  ; 
No  J'ewijh  types  could  cleanfe  me  fo. 

j  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 
Nor  fielhnor  foul  hath  reft  or  cafe  ; 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  heart  rejoice. 

Psalm     LI.   Third  Part.     Long  Metre. 
The  Backjlider  rejhred  ;   or,    Repentance  and    Faith  in 

the  Blood  of  Chrifi. 
r  (T~\  Thou  that  haar'ft  when  finners  cry, 
\J  Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie,. 


PSALM       LI.  H 

3eh»ld  them  not  with  angry  loojc, 

But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book, 
l  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 

And  form  my  foul  averfe  to  fin  ; 

Let  thy  good  fpirit  ne'er  depart, 

Nor  hide  thy  piefence  from  my  heart, 
5   I  connot  live  without  thy  light, 

Call  out  and  banifh'd  from  thy  fight : 

Thine  holy  joys,  my  God,  reftore, 

And  guard  me,  that  I  fall  no  more. 

I  Though  I  havegriev'd  thy  fpirit,  Lord3 

Thy  help  and  comfort  it  ill  afford, 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 

To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 
;  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 

Is  all  the  facrifice  I  bring  ; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  deipifc 

A  broken  heart  for  facrifice. 

>  My  foul  lies  humbled  in  the  duff, 
.-And  owns  thy  dreadful  fenrence  juA-5 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye. 
And  fave  the  foul  condemn'd  to  die. 

■  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways  5 
Sinners  fhall  learn  thy  fovereign  grace; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  mail  praife  a  pardoning  God. 
O  may  thy  love  infpire  my  tongue  ! 
Salvation  mall  be  all  my  fong  ; 
And  all  my  powers  ihall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord  my  Arength  and  righteoufnefs. 

s  a  l  m    LI.  ^-13,    Fir/}  Part.  Common  Metre* 
Original  and  actual  Sin    confeffed    and  -pardoned, 

LORD,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  diftrefs 
And  guilt  before  thine  eves  ; 
Againlt  thy  laws,  againft  thy  grace, 
How  high  my  crimes  arife  ! 

Should'ft  thou  condemn  my  foul  to  l\t'Ay 
And  crufh,  my  flefh  to  daft, 


3*  r    S     A    L     M      LI. 

Heaven  would  approve  thy  vengeance  well, 
And  earth  rauft  own  it  juft. 

1  I  from  the  ftock  of  Mam  came, 
Unholy  and  unclean  ; 
All  my  original  is  fhame, 
And  all  my  nature  fin. 

4  Born  in  a  world  of  guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  breath  ; 
And  as  my  days  advane'd,  I  grew 
A  jufter  prey  for  death. 

5  Cleanfe  me,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  fotiJ 

With  thy  forgiving  love  ; 
■O  make  my  broken  fpiritwhok, 
And  bid   my  pains  remove. 

6  Let  not  thy  fpirit  e'er  depart. 

"Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face  ; 
Create  a-new  my  vicious  heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  grace. 

7  Then  will  I  make  thy  mercy  known 

Before  the  fons  of  men  ; 
Backiliders  fhall  addrefs  thy  throne, 
And  turn  to  God  again. 
PjalmLI.  14—17.  Second  Tart.     Com.  Metre- 
Repentance  and  Faith  in  the  Blocdof  Chriji. 

1  f\  GOD  of  mercy,  hear  my  call, 
\J  My  loads  of  guilt  remove, 
Break  down  this  feparating  wall 
That  bars -me  from  thy  love. 
%  Give  me  the  pre  fence  of  thy  grace,* 
Then  my  rejoicing  tongue  '" 

Shall  fpeak  aloud  thy  righteoufnefs, 
And  make  thy  praife  my  fong. 

3  No  blood  of  goats  nor  heifer  (lain 

For  fin  could  e'er  atone  ; 
The  death  of  Chrift  fhall  ftill  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  foul  oppreft  with  fm's  defert 

My  God  will  ne'er  defpife  j 


I1     S     A     L     M     LIL  97 

V,  ITamWe  groan,  a  broken  heart, 
Is  our  belt  facrifice. 

Psalm    LII.     Common  Metre. 
The  Difappointmmt  of  the  IVicked. 
i    TT7HY  Ihould  the  mighty  make  their  boafu 
V V     And  heavenly  grace  defpife  ? 
In  their  own  arm  theyput  their  trull. 
And  fill  their  mouth  with  lies. 

2  But  God  in  vengeance  (hall  deftroy, 

And  drive  them  from  his  face  ; 
No  more  fliall  they  his  church  annoy, 
Nor  find  on  earth  a  place. 

3  But  like  a  cultur'd  olive  grove, 

Drefs'd  in  immortal  green, 
Thy  children,  blooming  in  thy  love, 

Amid  thy  courts  are  feen. 
4  On  thine  eternal  grace,  O  Lord, 

Thy  faints  fhall  reft  fecure, 
And  all,  who  truft  thy  holy  word, 

Shall  find  falvation  fure. 

Psalm    LIL     Long  Metre. 

The  Foliy  of  Self-Dependence. 

z    TT7'HY  fllou,:3  the  haughty  hero  boaft 
VV     His  vengeful  arm,  his  warlike  hoft  ? 
While  blood  defiles  his  cruel  hand, 
And  defolation  waftes  the  land. 

:  He  joys  to  hear  the  captive's  cry, 

The  widow's  groan,  the  orphan's  figh  ; 

And  when  the  wearied  fwofd  would  (pare, 

His  falfehood  fpreads  the  fatal  fnare. 
\  He  triumphs  in  the  deeds  of  wrong, 

And  arms  with  rage  his  impious  tongue  ; 

With  pride  proclaims  his  dtcadful  power, 

And  bids  the  trembling  world  adore. 
■  But  God  beholds  and  with  a  frown, 

Caft  to  the  dull  his  honours  down  ; 
I 


9S  P     S     A     L     M      LIU-    L1V. 

The  righteous  freed,  their  hopes  recal, 
And  hail  the  proud  oppreffor's  fall. 

5  How  low  th'  infulting  tyrant  lies, 
Who  dar'd  th'  eternal  Power  defpifc  ; 
And  vainly  deem'd  with  envious  joy, 
His  arm  almighty  to  deftroy. 

6  We  praifethe  Lord,  who  heard  our  cries, 
And  Cent  felvation  from  the  Okies  ; 
The  faints,  who  faw  our  mournful  days, 
Shall  join  our  greatful  fongs  of  praife. 

Psalm    LIII.     4—6. 
Vi&cry  and  Deliverance  from  ferfecuthn. 
I       A    RE  all  the  foes  of  Sion  fools 
_/\_  Who  thus  deftroy  her  faints  ? 
Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 
And  pities  her  complaints  ? 
a  They  (hall  be  fiez'd  with  fad  furprife.; 
For  God's  avenging  arm 
Shall  crufh  the  hand  that,  dares  anfc, 
To  do  his  children  harm. 
3   In  vain  the  fons  of  fat  an  boaft 
Of  armies  in  array  5  m 

When  God  has  firft  defpis'd  their  hoft, 
They  fall  an  eafy  prey. 
A  Oh  for  a  word  from  SiWs  King, 
Her  captives  to  reftore  !  « 
Thy  joyful  famts  thy  praife  (hall  fing 
And  Ifrael  weep  no  mare. 

Psalm     L1V.     Common  Metre. 
-    T3  EHOLD  us  Lord,  and  let  our  cry 
J3  Before  thy  throne  afcend, 
Call  thou  on  us  a  pitying  eye, 
And  (till  our  lives  defend. 
2  For  flaughtering  foes  infult  us  round, 
Oppremve,  proud  and  vain, 
They  call  thy  temples  to  the  ground, 
And  all  our  rites  profane. 
a  Yet  thy  forgiving  grace  we  truft, 
And  in  thy  power  rejoice; 


P     5     A     L     M       LV. 

Thine  2rm  mall  crtiih  our  foes  to  da  t, 
Thy  praife  infpire  our  voice. 
4  Be  thou  with  thole  whofe  friendly  hand 
Upheld  us  in  diltrefs, 
Extend  thy  truth  through  every  land, 
And  iLJi  thy  people  biefs. 

Psaww    LV.    i— *,  i*,  I7>  *&  «•    Com,    Metre. 

Supfrtft  fit  the  affAFred  and  unified-  S&uh 
-i   y~V  GOD,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries, 
\J  Behold  my  flowing  rears, 
For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  drviie, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 
i  Tbeirrageislevel'<ratmy  life, 
My  foul  with  guilt  they  bad, 
And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  3rife, 
To  Ihuke  my  hope  in  God, 
3  What  inward  pains  my  heart-firings  wouu4j 
I  groan  with  every  breath  : 
Horror  and  fear  befet  me  round- 
Amongit  the  (hades  of  death. 
4,  O  were  Hike  a  feather' d  dove, 
And  innocence  had  wings  ; 
I'd  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 
From  all  thefe  reftlefs  things. 
5  Let  me  to  fome  wild  de.fcrf  go, 
And  find  a  peaceful  home, 
Where  ftcrms  of  malice  never  blow%- 
Temptations  never  come. 
5  Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all 
To  'lcape  the  rage  of  hell  ! 
The  mighty  God,  on  whom  1  call, 
Can  lave  me  here  as  well. 

Pause. 

7  By  morning  light  I'll  leek  his  facer 
At  noon  repeat  my  cry, 
The  night  (hall  hear  me  aik  his  gra-e, 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 
I  God  fhali  prxferve  my  foul  from  fear, 
Or  lhieid  roe  when  afraid  ;: 


joo  P     S     A    L    M      LV. 

Ten  thoufand  anrcls  muft  appear 

If  he  commands  their  aid. 
9  I  rait  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  fufiains  them  all  ; 
My  courage  reits  upon  his  word, 

That  faints  fhall  never  fall. 

jo  My  higheft  hopes  fhall  not  be  vain, 
My  lips  fhall  fpread  his  prail'e  ; 
While  cruel  and  deceitful  men, 
Scarce  live  out  half  their  days. 

Psalm     LV.    15,  16,  17,  19,  zz.    Short  Mem 

j   T    ET  finners  take  their  courfe, 
I    ^  And  chafe  the  road  to  death  ; 
But  in  the  worfhipofmy  God 
I'll  fpend  my  daily  breath. 

2.  My  thoughts  addrefs  his  throne, 
When  morning  brings  the  light ; 
I  feek  his  bleihng  every  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  n 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  c 

O  my  eternal  God, 
While  finners  perifh  in  furprife 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Becaufe  they  dwell  at  eafe, 

And  no  fad  changes  fee!. 
They  neither  fear  nor  truft  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  tfey  w:ii. 

5  But  I  with  all  my  cares, 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lord; 
I'll  cad  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  reft  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  fhall  well  fuftain 

The  children  of  his  love  ; 
The  ground  on  which  their  fafecy  ft; 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 


7      S     A     L    M      LVI.  :oi 

P    S    A    I,    M      LVI. 

Belrverencefr**    Oppre&o»  and  YalJdiood\ ;  or,    C*iY 
Crtr*  0/  Am  P*£&  M  a/fawr  /*  Faith  and  Frayer, 

j   ^~v     Thou,  whofe  jaftice  reigns  on  high, 
1/  And  makes  th'  opprelTor  ceafe,  ' 
Behold  how  envious  finners  try 
To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 

2  The  fons  of  violence  and  lies 

Join  to  devour  me,  Lord  ; 
But  as  my  hourly  dangers  rife,- 
My  refuge  is  thy  word. 

3  In  God  moft  holy,  juft,  and  true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  truft  ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  flefh  can  do,- 
The  offspring  of  th&duft. 

4  They  wreft  ray  words  to  mifchief  ftill, 

Charge  me  with  unknown  faults  ; 
For  raifchiefs  all  their  counfels  fill, 
And  malice  all  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  efcape  without  thy  frown  > 

Muft  their  devices  ftand  ? 
O  caft  the  haughty  finner  down, 
And  let  him  know  thy  hand  i 
P   A   u    s   E. 

6  God  fees  the  forrows  of  his  faints, 

Their  groans  affeel  his  ears  ; 
Thy  mercy  counts  my  juft  complaint?, 
And  numbers  all  my  tears. 

7  When  to  thy  throne  I  raife  my  cry 

The  wicked  fear  and  flee  ; 
So  fwift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  fky, 
So  near  is  God  tome. 

8  In  thee,  moft  holy,  juft,  and  true, 

I. have  repos'd  my  truft  ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  duit. 
o  Thy  folemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord) 
Thou  (halt  receivs  my  praife  : 

1.2- 


ioi         P     S     A     L     M     LVII.     LVIIL 

I'll  f.:\£,  hocw  faithful  is  thy  word! 
How  righteous  ad  thy  ivays  ! 

to  Thou  haft  fecur'd  my  foul  from  death., 
Oh  fet  thy  prifoner  free, 
That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath 
May  be  employ'd  for  thee. 

Psalm     LVII. 
Prarfefor  Protect  ion  ;    Grace  and  Truth. 
I    "m    /r  Y  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  fprings, 

J_VX   Of  boundiefs  love  and  grace  unknown, 

I-iide  me  beneath  thy  fpreading  wings, 

Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 
j   Up  to  the  heavens  I  fend  my  cry. 

The  Lord  will  ray  defires  perform  ; 

He  fends  his  angel  from  the  fky, 

And  faves  me  from  the  threatening  ftorm. 
:   Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens,  where  angels  dwell  ; 

Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 

And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

4  My  heart  is  fix'd  ;  my  fong  fhall  raife 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  found  his  praife, 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 
And  reaches  to  the  utmoft  fky  ; 

His  truth  to  endlefs  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  diffolve  and  die. 

6  Ee  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens,  where  angels  dweli  ; 
Thy  powor  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 
Psalm    LVIII.     As  the  113th  Pfalm, 
Warning   to  Magijlrates. 
1    TUDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
J      Will  ye  defpife  the  righteous  caufe, 
When  vile  oppreflion  waftes  the  land  ? 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor,, 


psalm     li:-;.  »2 

And  let  rich  finners  'fcape  fecure, 

While  gold  and  greatnefs  bribe  your  ha:. 

2  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew 
That  God  will  judge  the  judges  too  ? 

High  i;i  the  heavens  his  juifice  reigns  ; 
Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God  ; 
And  fend  your  bold  decrees  abroad 

To  bind  the  confeience  in  your  chains. 

3  A  poifon'd  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
The  arrow  fharp,  the  poifon  ilrong, 

And  death  attends  where  e'er  it  wounds  ; 
You  hear  no  counfels,  cries  or  tears  ; 
So  the  deaf  adder  itops  her  ears  ! 

Agaiaft  the  posver  of  charming  founds. 

4  Breakout  their  teeth,  eternal  God, 
Thofe  teeth  of  lions  dyJd  in  blood  ; 

And  cruih  the  ferpents  in  the  duff  : 
As  empty  chaff  when  whirlwinds  rife, 
Before  the  fweeping  temper!  fiies, 

So  let  their  hopes  and  names  be  loir, 

3  Th'  Almighty  thunders  from  the  fky,. 

Their  grandeur  melts,  their  titles  die, 

As  hills  of  fnow  diffolve  and  run, 

Or  fnails  that  perifh  in  their  flime, 

Or  births  that  come  before  their  time, 

Vain  births  that  never  fee  the  fun, 

6  Thus  fhall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  faints  afford  ; 

And  all  that  hear  fhall  join  and  fay,. 
"  Sure  there's  a  God  that  rules  on  kighj 
"  A  God  that  hears  his  children  cry, 

"  And  will  their  fuffering  well  repay." 

Psalm     LIX.     Short  Metre, 
Prayer  for  National  Deliverance* 
1  TT^ROM  foes,  th*t  round  tfs  rife, 
JP     O  God  of  heaven,  defend, 
Who  brave  the  vengeance  of  the  fkies; 
And  with  thy  faints  contend. 


104  PSALM      LX- 

2  Behold,  from  diftant  fhores, 

And  defert  wilds  they  ceme, 
Combine  for  blood  their  barbarous  force, 
And  through  thy  cities  roam. 

3  Beneath  the  filent;fliade, 

Their  fecret  plots  they  lay, 
Our  peaceful  walls  by  night  invade,. 
And  wafte  the.  fields  by  day. 

4  And  will  the  God  of  grace, 

Regardlefs  of  our  pain, 
Permit  fecure  that  impious  race, 
To  riut  in  their  reign  ? 

<;  In  vain  their  fecret  guile, 
Or  open  force  they  prove, 
Kis  eye  can  pierce  the  decpeft  veil, 
His  hand  their  ftrength  remove. 
6  Yet  rave  them,  Lord,  from  death, 
Left  we  forget  then  doom  ; 
But  drive  them  with  thine  angry  breath,  • 
Through  diftant  lands  to  roam. 
7.  Then  fhall  cur  grateful  voice 
Proclaim  our  guardian  God  ; 
The  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice, , 
And  found  the  praife  abroad. 

Psalm     LX.     Common  Metre. 
Looking  to  God  in  the  Dijirefs  of  War. 
*  T     ORD,  thou  haft  fcourg'd  our  guilty  land, 
I    j  Behold  thy  people  mourn  ; 
Shall  vengeance  ever  guide  thy  hand  ? 
And  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 
^  Beneath  the  terrors  of  thine  eye, 
Earth's  haughty  towers  delay  ; 
Thy  fYowning  mantle  fpreads  thy  fky, 
And  mortals  melt  away. 

3  Our  Sion  trembles  at  thy  ftroke, 
And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand  ! 
Oh,  heal  the  -people  thou  haft  broke, 
And  fave  the  linking  land. 


P     S     A     L     M       LXI.   LXII.  zc$ 

Exalt  thy  banner  in  the  held, 

For  thofe  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
From  barbarous  bolts  our  nation  ihield, 

And  put  our  foes  to  fhame. 
Attend  our  armies  to  the  right, 

And  be  their  guardian  God  ; 
In  vain  fhall  numerous  powers  unite, 

Agaiaft  thy  lifted  rod. 
Our  troops,  beneath  thy  guiding  hand, 

Shall  gam  a  glad  renown  : 
Tis  God  who  makes  the  feeble  ftand, 

And  treads  the  mighty  down. 

P    S    A    L    M       LXI.       I — 6. 

Safety  in  God. 

WHEN  ovetwhelm'd  with  grief, 
My  heart  within  me  dies  ; 
Helpiefs  and  far  from  all  relief 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 
O  lead  me  to  the  rock 

That's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  w 

r  and  my  fhade. 
Within  thy  prefence,  Lord, 

Forever  I'll  3 bide  ; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence. 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

Thou  giveft  me  the  lot 

Of  thofe  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
If  endlefs  life  be  their  reward, 
Ifhallpoffefs  the  fame. 

Psalm     LXH.     5 — 12. 
■1  Truji  in    the  Creatures  ;   or,    Faith  in  divine    Grace 
and  Power. 

MY  fpirit  looks  to  God  alone  ; 
My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne  ; 
Id  ail  my  fears,  in  all  my  ftraits, 
My  foul  on  his  falvatbn  waits. 

Irufthim.,  ye  faints,  in  all  your  ways, 
'our  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  ; 


106  PSALM      LX' 

When  helper?  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-fuiricient  aid. 

3  Falfe  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  bafer  fcrt  ere  vanity  ; 
Laid  in  the  balance  both  appeir 
Light  as  apuffof 

x  Make  not  increafing  gold  your  trufr, 
Nor  fet  your  hearts  on  glittering  d 
Why  will  you  grafp  the  Meeting  fmoke, 
And  not  believe  bas  [goke  : 

I  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
M  All  power  is  his  eternal  due  ;  " 
He  nrofl  be  fear'd  and  trufted  too. 

£  For  fovereign  power  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  parmer  of  the  throne  : 
Thy  grace  2nd  juilice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  laft  reward. 

Psalm      LXIII.     i,  2,  5,  3,  4.      -ry*  P«fl 
Common  Metre. 
The  Morning  of  a  L*rd's  Day. 
z  XT' ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
Ti  I  hafte  to  feek  thy  face  ; 
My  thirlry  fpirit  faint*  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

1  So  pilgrims  on  the  fcorching  fand 
Beneath  a  buring  fky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  ftream  at  hand^ 
And  they  muft  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  feen  thy  glory  and  thy  ? 

Through  ill  thy  temple  lhine  ; 
My  God.r repeat  that  heavenly  hour, 
That  virion  (o  divine. 

4  Not  all  the  bleumgs  of  a  feaft 

Can  pleafe  my  foul  fo  well. 
A?  when  thy  richer  grace  I  tafte, 
And  ia  ttiy  prefence  dwelL 


PSALM       LXIII.  107 

"ot  life  itfelf,  with  all  its  joys, 
Can  my  bcft  paflions  move, 
»r  raife  fo  high  my  cheerful  voice, 

As  thy  forgiving  love. 
Thus  till  my  laft  expiring  day 
I'll  blefs  my  God  and  king; 
bus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  fmg. 
Psalm     LXIII.    6  —  10.  Second  Par:' 
Common  Metre. 
Midnight   Thoughts  recotle&ed. 

rWAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night 
I  thought  upon  thy  power, 
kept  thy  lovely  face  in  fight 

Amidft  the  darkeft  hour, 
ly  fiefh  lay  refting  on  my  bed, 

My  foul  arofe  on  high  ; 
ty  God,  my  Life,  my  Hope,  I  faic, 

Bring  thy  fa  fa  at  ion  nigh. 
Iy  fpirit  labours  up  thine  hill, 

And  climbs  the  heavenly  road  : 
ut  thy  right  hand  upholds  me  ftill, 

While  I  purfue  my  God. 
hy  mercy  ftretches  o'er  my  head 

The  fhadow  of  thy  wings, 
Iy  heart  rejoices  in  thine  aid, 

My  tongue  awakes  and  fmgs, 
ut  the  deltroyers  of  my  peace 

Shall  fret  and  rage  in  vain  ; 
he  tempter  mail  forever  ceafe, 

And  all  my  fins  be  flain. 
hy  fword  fhall  give  my  foes  to  death, 

And  fend  them  down  to  dwell 
)  the  dark  caverns  of  the  earth, 

Or  in  the  deeps  of  hell. 

Psalm     LXIII.     Long  Metre. 
ing  after  God  ;  or,    The  Love  of  GoJ  better  than 

Life. 
*^  RE  AT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
JT  Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  reft ; 


:o3  PSALM       LXIII. 

The  glories  that  compofc  thy  name 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  bleft. 

Z  Thou  great  and  good,  thoujuft  and  wife, 
Thou  art  my  father  and  my  God  ; 
And  I  am  thine  by  facred  ties  ; 
Thy  fon,  thy  fervant  bought  with  blood. 

3  With  heart  and  eyes  and  lifted  hands 
For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look, 

As  travellers  in  thirfty  lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

4  With  early  feet  1  love  t'  appear 
Among  thy  faints  and  feek  thy  face, 
Oft  have  I  feen  thy  glory  there, 
And  left  the  power  of  fovereign  gr2ce. 

5  Not  fruits  nor  vines  that  tempt  our  tafte, 
No  pleafures  that  to  fenfe  belong, 
Could  make  me  fo  divinely  bleft, 
Orraife  fo  high  my  cheerful  fong. 

6  My  life  itfelf  without  thy  love 
No  tafte  or  pleafure  could  afford, 
'Twould  but  a  tirefome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banifh'd  from  the  Lord. 

7  Amidft  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
When  bufy  cares  afflict  my  head, 

One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight, 
And  adds  refrefhment  to  my  bed. 

8  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raife  my  voice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praife  ; 
This  work  fhallmakemy  heart  rejoice, 
Andblefs  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

Psalm     LXIII.     Short  Metre 
Seeking   God. 
I  "jl   /TY  God,  permit  my  tongue 
JLVJL  This  j°y>  t0  call  thee  mine  ; 
And  let  thy  early  cries  prevail 
To  taffe  thy  love  divine. 

z  My  thirfty  fainting  foul 
Thy  mercy  does  implore  : 


PSALM     LXIV.  105 

Not  travellers  in  defert  lands 
Can  pant  for  water  more. 

3  Within  thy  churches,  Lord, 

I  long  to  find  my  place, 
Thv  power  and  glory  to  behold. 
And  feel  thy  quickening  grace, 

4  For  life  without  thy  love 

No  relifh  can  afford  ; 
No  joy  can  be  compar'd  with  this. 
To  ferve  and  pleafe  the  Lord. 

3  To  thee  I  11  lift  my  hands, 

And  praife  thee  while  I  live  ; 
Not  the  rich  dainties  of  a  feaft 
Such  food  or  pleafure  give. 

6  In  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

I  call  my  God  to  mind  : 
I  think  how  wife  thy  counfels  are, 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 

7  Since  thou  haft  been  my  help, 

To  thee  my  fpirit  flies, 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence, 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

-S  The  fhadow  of  thy  wings, 
My  foul  in  fafety  keeps  ; 
I  foMow  where  my  father  leads, 
And  he  fupports  my  fteps. 

Psalm     LXIV.     Long  Metre, 
1  f>  REAT  God  attend  to  my  complainfe 
VT  Nor  let  my  drooping  fpirit  faint ; 
When  foes  in  fecret  fpread  the  fnare, 
Let  my  falvation  be  thy  care. 

a  Shield  me  without  and  guard  within, 
From  treacherous  foes  and  deadly  fin  • 
May  envy,  luft  and  pride  depart,  * 
And  heavenly  grace  expand  my  heart. 

3  Thy  juftice  and  thy  power  difplay, 
And  fcatter  far  thy  foes  away  • 
K 


no  P    S    A    L    M      LXV, 

While  liftening  nations  learn  thy  word, 
And  faints  triumphant  blefs  the  Lord. 

4  Then  fnall  thy  church  exalt  her  voice, 
And  all  that  love  thy  name  rejoice  ; 
By  faith  approach  thine  awful  throne, 
And  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

Psalm  LXV.    1—5    Firft  Part.    Long  Metre 

Public  Prayer  and  Praife, 
l  ?  I  ^HE  praife  of  Sion  waits  for  thee, 

y      My  God ;  and  praife  becomes  thy  houfe  j 
There  mail  thy  faints  thy  glory  fee 
And  there  perform  their  public  vows. 

3.  O  thou  whofe  mercy  bends  the  fkies 
Tofave  when  humble  finners  pray  ; 
All  lands  to  thee  fhall  lift  their  eyes, 
And  every  yielding  heart  obey. 

3  Againft  my  will  my  fins  prevail, 
But  grace  fhall  purge  away  the  ftain  : 
The  blood  ef  Chart  will  never  fail 
To  wafh  my  garments  white  again. 

4  Bleft  is  the  man  whom  thou  fhalt  cKnfe, 
And  give  him  kind  accefs  to  thee  ; 
Give  him  a  place  within  thy  houfe, 

To  tarte  thy  love  divinely  free. 
Pause. 
■5  Let  Babel  fear  when  Sion  prays ; 
Babel,  prepare  for  long  diftrefs, 
When  Sion's  God  himfelf  arrays 
In  terror  and  in  righteoufnefs. 

$  With  dreadful  glory  God  fulfils 

What  his  afflicted  faints  requeft  ; 

And  with  Almighty  wrath  reveals 

His  love  t©  give  his  churches  reft. 
7  Then  fhall  the  flocking  nation  run 

To  Sion's  hill  and  own  their  Lord  ; 

The  riflng  and  the  fetting  fun, 

Shall  fee  the  Saviour's  name  ado**d. 


PSALM     LXV.  irr 

Py.-YLM  LXV.  6 — 13.    Saeond  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Divine  Providence  in  -Jir,  Earth,    and  Sea  ;  or,  the  Gcd 

of  Nature  and  Grace. 
I  rT",HE  God  of  our  Salvation  hears 

1      The  groans  of  Sion  mix'd  with  tears  j 
Yet  when  he  comes  with  kind  defigns, 
Through  all  the  way  his  terror  mines. 

Z  On  him  the  race  of  man  depends, 
Far  as  the  earth's  remoteft  ends, 
Where  the  Creator's  name  is  known,- 
By  nature's  feeble  light  alone. 

3  Sailors  that  travel  o'er  the  flood, 
Addrefs  their  frighted  fouls  to  Cod, 
Whentempefts  rage- and  billows  roar 
At  dreadful  diftance  from  the  fhore. 

4  Ha  bids  the  noify  tempeft  ceafe  ; 
He  calms  the  raging  crowd  to  peace, 
When  a  tumultuous  nation  raves, 
Wide  as  the  winds,  and  loud  as  waves, 

•j  Whole  kingdoms  fhaken  by  the  ftorm> 
He  fettles  in  a  peaceful  form, 
Mountains  eftablilh'd  by  his  hand 
Firm  on  their  old  foundation  frand. 

6  Behold  his  enfigns  fweep  the  fky, 
New  comets  blaze,  and  lightnings  fly  ; 
The  Heathen  lands  with  fwift  furprife, 
From  the  bright  horrors  turn  their  eyes. 

7  At  his  command  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  Eaft,  and  leads  the  day, 
He  guides  the  fun's  declining  wheels 
Over  the  tops  of  weftern  hills. 

8  Seafons  and  times  obey  his  voice  ; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 

To  fee  the  earth  made  foft  with  fhowers, 
Laden  with  fruit  and  dreft  with  flowers. 

9  'Tis  from  his  watry  ftores  on  high, 
He  gives  the  thirfty  ground  fupply  ; 

He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence  ' 

Doth  his  enriching  drops  difpenfe.  *      ' 


ii*  P    S    L    A    M      LXV. 

so  The  defcrt  grows  a  fruitful  field,. 

Abundant  fruit  the  vailies  yield  ; 

The  vallies  fhout  with  cheerful  voice, 

And  neighbouring  hills  repeat  their  joys. 
11  The  pafturc  fmile  in  green  array, 

There  lambs  and  larger  cattle  play  ; 

The  larger  cattle  and  the  lamb, 

Each  in  his  language  fpeaks  thy  name. 
I  a  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine  ; 

O'er  ever}'  field  thy  glories  mine  ; 

Through  every  month  thy  gifts  appear; 

Great  God,  thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 
P  s  a  l  m    LXV.     Firf  Tart.     Common  Metre. 

A  Prayer-kearitig  God,  and  the  Gentiles  ca'ted. 
j   TQRAISE  waits  in  Sion,  Lord,  for  thee  ; 

J7    There  lhall  our  vows  be  paid  ; 

Thou  haft  an  ear  when  fiitners  pray, 
All  rlefh  (hall  fcek  thfoe  aid. 

z  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail,^ 
But  pardoning  gra^e  is  thine, 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  power  and  (kill 
To  conquer  every  fin. 

3  Bleft  are  the  men  whom  thou  wiir  chufe 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face, 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thine  houfc, 
To  feait  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  anfwering  what  thy  church  requeft*, 

Thy  nut!*  and  terror  lhine, 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteoufnefi, 
Fulfil  thy  kind  defign. 

5  Thus  fliall  the  wondering  nations  fee 

The  Lord  is  good  and  juft  ; 
And  diftant  iilands  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  truft. 
6  They  dread  thy  glittering  tokens,  Lord, 
When  fignsin  heaven  appear  ; 
But  they  fhall  learn  thy  holy  word, 
And  love  as  w  ell  as  fear. 


PSALM      LXV.  113 

P  s  A  m    LXV.     Second  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  Providence  of  God  in  Air*  Earth,  and  Sea  ;   or,  the 
BUJpngs  of  Rain. 

1  '^TT^IS  by  thy  ftrength  the  mountains  ftansl, 

J[_     God  of  eternal  power  ; 
The  fea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempefts  ceafe  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  fhade,, 

Succeruve  comforts  bring  : 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harveft  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  fpring. 

3  Ser.fons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 

Heaven,  earth  and  air  are  thine  : 
When  clouds,  diftil  in  fruitful  mowers, 
The  Author  is  divine  : 

4  Thofe  wondering  cifterns  in  the  iky 

Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
Whofe  watery  treafures  well  fuppiy 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirfty  ridges  drink  their  fill,. 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear  ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  bleflings  fti!l, 
Thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 
Psalm    LXV.     Third  Bart.     Common  Metre. 
TheBle£ing%ofthe  Spring  ;  or  God  gives  Rain. 

A  Pfalm  for  the  Hufbandraan. 
3-  /""*100D  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King, 
VJX  Who  makes  the  earth  his  care; 
Vifits  the  paftures  every  fpring, 
And  bids  the  grafs  appear. 

2  The  clouds  like  rivers  rais'd  on  high, 

Pour  out  at  his  command 
Thsir  watry  bleflings  from  the  fky, 
To  cheer  the  thirfty  land. 

3  The  foften'd  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  fpnng : 


,,4  PSALM      LXVI. 

The  rallies  rich  provifion  yield, 
And  the  poor  laborers  ring. 

4  The  little  bills  en  every  fide 
Rejoice  at  fsHtflg  (howers, 
The  meadows  dreiVd  Vn  butcous  pride 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 
;  The  barren  clouds  refitih'd  with  rain 
Promife  a  joyful  crop  ; 
The  parched  grounds  look  green  again, 
Andraife  the  repcr's  hope. 
6  The  various  months  thy  goodnefs  crowns 


How  bounteous  are  thy  ways 


The  bleating  flocks  ipreado'er  the  downs, 
And  fhepherds  fhout  thy  praiie. 

Psalm    LXVI.  Firfi  Part.     Common  Metre. 

Governing  Power  and  Goodnefi  :  or,   Our  Grace  tried  h) 
Affiicliom. 

i    QING,  all  the  nations  to  the  Lord, 
1^  Sing  with  a  joyful  noife  ; 
With  melody  of  found  record 
His  honours  and  your  joys. 
1  Say  to  the  Power  that  form'd  the  fky, 
"  How  terrible  ait  thou  ! 
"  Sinners  before  thy  prefence  fly, 
f*  Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow." 
3  [Come  fee  the  wonders  of  our  God, 
How  glorious  are  his  ways  ? 
In  Mofes  hand  he  put  the  rod,. 
And  clave  the  fr^htcd  feas. 
a  lie  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 
While  Ifrael  paf>'d  the  flood  ;  _ 
There  did  the  church  begin  their  joy > 
And  triumph  in  their  God.] 
t  He  rules  by  his  refiftlefs  might  : 
Will  rebel  mortals  dare 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  fight,. 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  war. 


P    S    A    L     M    LXVI.    LXVII.        n5 

\  Oh  blefs  cur  God,  and  never  ceafe  ; 
Ye  faints,  fulfil  his  praife  ; 
He  keeps  our  lite,  maintains  our  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 
,  Lord,  thou  haft  prov'd  our  fullering  fouls, 
To  make  our  graces  fhine  ; 
So  hive*  bear*  the  burning  coals,. 
The  metal  to  refine. 
8  Through  watery  deeps  and  firey  ways 
We  march  at  thy  command, 
Led  to  poffefs  the  promis'd  place 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 
Psalm    LXVI.     13-20.     Second  Part^ 
Praife  to  God  for  hearing  Prayer. 

j  "XT°W  lhaii  m?  fokmn  vows  be  paid 

|\     To  that  Almighty  power 
That  heard  the  long  recmeits  1  made 
In  my  diftrefsful  hour, 
l  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 
To  make  his  mercies  known  : 
Gome  ye  that  fear  my  God,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 
3  When  on  my  head  huge  fWews  fell, 
I  fought  the  heavenly  aid  ; 
He  fav'd  my  finking  foul  from  hell; 
And  death's  eternal  made. 
a  If  fin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart 

'  While  prayer  employ'd  my  tongue  J 
The  Lord  had  (hewn  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  his  praifes  fung. 
■  But  God  (his  name  be  ever  bleft) 
Has  fet  my  fpirit  free  ; 
Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  requett, 
Nor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me. 

P  s  a  l  m     LXVII. 
The  Nation's  Profperitv,  and  the  Church's  fovea±e> 
3.  QHINE,  mighty  God,  on  Sion,  fhine, 
£).  With  beams  of  heavenly  grace  5 


u6  PSALM     Lxvirr. 

Reveal  thy  power  through  all  our  coafts,. 
And  fhew  thy  fmiling  face. 

2  [Amidft  our  realm  exalted  high 

Do  thou  our  glory  ftand, 
And  like  a  wall  of  guardian  fire 
Surround  the  favourite  land.] 

3  When  fhall  thy  name  from  fhore  to  more 

Sound  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
And  diftant  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

4  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands,. 

Sing  loud  with  folemn  voice  ; 
Let  every  tongue  exalt  hispraife, 
And  every  heart  rejoice. 

5  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  fovereign  Judge, 

That  fits  enthron'd  above, 
In  wifdom  rules  the  worlds  he  made 
And  bids  them  tafte  his  love. 

6  Earth  fhall  obey  his  high  command, 

And  yield  a  full  increafe ; 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chofen  hnd 
With  fruitfulnefs  and  peace. 

7  God  the  Redeemer  fcatters  round 

His  choiceft  favours  here, 
While  the  creation's  utmoft  bound 
Shall  fee,  adore,  and  fear. 

Psalm  LXVIII.  Firft  Fart,  vet*  i—6,  32,  25, 
Tie  Vengeance  and  Companion  of  God. 
I  T    ET  God  arife  in  all  his  might, 

JL,  And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight ; 
As  fmoak  that  fought  to  cloud  the  fkies 
Before  the  rifing  tempeft  flies. 

Z  [He  comes  array'd  in  burning  flames  j 

Juftice  and  judgment  are  his  names  : 

Behold  his  fainting  foes  expire 

Like  melting  wax  before  the  fire.} 
3  He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  fky  ,• 

His  name  Jehovah  founds  on  high  : 


PSALM      LXVIII.  «7 

Sing  to  his  name,  ye  fons  of  grace  ; 
Ye  faints  rejoice  before  his  face. 
The  widow  and  the  fatherleft 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  iharp  dilirets  ; 
In  hitn  the  poor  and  helplefs  had 
A  judge  that's  juft,  a  father  kind, 
-  He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain, 
J   And  prifoners  fee  the  light  again  ; 
But  rebels  that  difpute  his  will, 
Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darktfefs  Mil. 
Pause. 

6  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong  r 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  fong  ; 
His  wondrous  names  and  powers  rehearfe, 
His  honours  (hall  enrich  your  veiie. 

7  He  flukes  the  heavens  with  loud  alarms  j 
How  terrible  is  God  in  arms  ! 

In  Ilrael  are  his  mercies  known, 
Ifrael  is  his- peculiar  throne. 

S  Proclaim  him  king,  pronounce  him  bleft  ; 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  reit  . 
When  terrors  rife,  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  ftrength  of  every  faint. 
Psalm  LXVIIL     Second  Fart.  *£?$?+ 
Chrifs  Afcenficn.and  th  Gift  of  the^p:nt, 
j   Y     ORD,  when  thou  didft  aicend  en  high, 
|    J  Ten  thoufand  angels  hll'i  the  iky  ; 
ThoTe  heavenly  guanis  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  It  ate. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lordwas  there  , 
While  he  pronounced  his  dread  iW  law, 
And  flruck  the  chofen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  rhe  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 
That  thoufand  fouls  had  captives  made, 
Wrere  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 

4  Rais'd  by  his  father  to  the  throne, 
He  fent  his  promis'd  fpirit  down, 


"S      PSALM    LXVIII.  LXIX. 

With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel-men 
That  God  might  dwell  en  earth  again. 
Psalm   LXVIII.  ?d  Part.  vcr.  i*  9,  20)  *r,  zz 

rra,fe  for  Temporal  Bleffings  -   or,    common    wdjptci* 
Mercies. 

1  *\XTE  blels  the  Lord>  the  ju*»  the  good, 

V  V      Who  fills  our  hearts  with  heavenly  food  : 
Who  pours  his  bieffings  from  the  Ikies, 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  fupplies. 

2  He  fends  his  fun  his  circuit  round, 

To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  ;• 
He  bids  the  clouds  with  plenteous  rain 
Refrefli  the  thirfty  earth  again. 

3  'Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  all  our  near  efcape  from  death  r 
Safety  and  health  to  God,  belong  ; 

He  heals  the  weak,  and  guards  the  urong, 

4  He  makes  the  faint  and  finncr  prove 
The  common  Wettings  of  his  l»ve  ; 
But  the  wide  difference  that  remains 
Is  endlefs  joy  or  endlefs  pains. 

5  The  Lord  that  bruis'd  the  ferpent's  head, 
On  all  the  ferpent's  feed  (hall  tread, 
The  ftubborn  finner's  hope  confound, 
And  finite  him  with  a  Lilting  wound. 

S  But  his  right  hand  his  faints  fhallraife, 
From  the  deep  earth,  or  deeper  feas, 
And  bring  them  to  his  court  above  ; 
There  fhall  they  tafte  his  ipecial  love. 
Psalm  LXIX.  1,-14.    Firjl  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

The  Sufferings  cf  Christ  for  our  Salvation. 
t  "  QAVE  me,  O  God,  the  fwelling  floods 
O  "  Break  in  upon  my  foul ; 
"  I  fink  and  forrows  o'er  my  head 
te  Like  mighty  waters  roll. 
l  u  I  cry  till  all  my  voice  be  gone, 
H  In  tears  I  wafte  the  day  ; 
**  My  God,  behold  my  longing  eye^ 
t(  And  IhorteKthy  delay. 


PSALM      LXIX.  xrf 

*  They  hate  my  foul  without  a  caufe, 
"  And  ftill  their  number  grows 

'  More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head, 
"  And  mighty  are  my  foes. 

^  'Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  debt 

"  That  men  could  never  pay, 
:t  And  gave  thofe  honours  to  thy  law 

"  Which  finners  took  away. 

'•<  Thus  in  the  great  Mefliah's  name, 

u  The  royal  prophet  mourns  ; 
'•*  Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 

M  And  gives  us  joy  by  turns. 

r  Now  mail  the  faints  rejoice  and  fiad 

°  Salvation  in  thy  name, 
'•(  For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  load 

'**  Of  forrow,  pain,  and  Ihame. 
:f  Grief  like  a  garment  cloth'd  me  round, 

"  And  fackcloth  was  my  drefs, 
r  While  I  procured  for  naked  fouls 

"  A  robe  of  righteoufnefs. 

X1  Among  my  brethren  and  the  Jews 
u  I  like  a  Granger  ftood, 

I  And  bore  their  vile  reproach  to  bring 
i(  The  Gentiles  near  to  God. 

I I  came  in  finrul  mortals  ftead 
"  To  de  my  father's  will  j 

*  Yet  when  I  cleans'd  my  father's  houfe, 
"  They.fcandaliz'd  my  zeal. 

"  My  fairing's  and  my  holy  groans 

"  Were  made  the  drunkard's  fong  ; 
1  But  God  from  his  celeftial  throne 

"  Heard  my  complaining  tongue. 
"  He  fav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  deep, 

"  Where  fears  befet  me  round  ; 

*  He  rais'd  and  hVd  my  finking  feet 
"  On  well-eftablifh'd  ground. 

■  'Twas  in  a  moft  accepted  hour,  '*" 

u  My  prayer  arofe  on  high, 


iz%  PSALM      LXIX, 

«  And  for  my  fake  my  God  fhall  hear 
"  The  dying  finncr's  cry." 

Psalm    LXIX.    14,   21,  z%  zo,  32-    Second?* 
Common  Metre. 
The  Pajicn  and  Exaltation  of  Chrtfi. 
j  TkTOW  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear 
fV    And  mournful  pleafurc  fmg 
The  futTerings  of  our  great  High-Prieii, 
The  forrovs  of  our  King. 
Z  Ke  finks  in  floods  of  deep  diftrefs  ; 
How  high  the  waters  rife  ! 
While  to  his  heavenly  Father's  ear 
He  fends  perpetual  cries. 

9  «  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  Son, 
"  Nor  hide  thy  (hining  face  ; 
«  Why  mould  thy  favourite  look  like  ene 
«  Forfaken  of  thy  grace  ? 
d.  "  With  rage  they  perfecute  the  man 
"  That  groans  beneath  thy  wound, 
«  W7hile  for  a  facrifice  I  pour 
*<  My  life  upon  the  ground, 
e  «  They  t.ead  my  honour* to  the  duft, 
"  And  laugh  when  I  complain  ; 
«  Their  flvarp  inciting  flanders  add 
«<  Frefh  anguiih  to  my  pain. 
&  «  All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee, 
"  The  fcanda!  and  the  fhame  ; 
«  Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  heart, 
"  And  lies  defil'd  my  name. 

j  «  I  look'd  for  pity,  but  in  vain  ; 
"  My  kindred  are  my  grief  ; 
«  1  afk  my  friends  for  comfort  round, 
"  But  meet  with  no  relief. 

3  «  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirft, 

i(  They  give  nae  gall  for  food  ; 
«<  And  fporting  with  my  dying  groans. 

"  They  triumph  in  my  blood. 
a  «  Shine  into  my  diftreffcd  foul, 

«<  Let  thy  compaflion  fave  ; 


psalm    vxix.         m 

«  And  though  roy  flefh  fink  down  to  death, 
«  Redeem  it  from  the  grave, 
ic  «'  I  fhallarifeto  praife  thy  name, 

"  Shall  reign  in  worlds  unknown. ; 
"  And  thy  falvation,  O  my  God, 
"  Shall  feat  me  on  thy  throne. 
?  s  a  l  m    LXIX.    Third  Part.    Common  Metre, 
Chriji's  Obedience  and  Death  ;  or,  God  glorified  sr.d  Sin- 

tiers  farued. 
i  T7ATHER,  1  fing  thy  wondrous  grace, 
jj    I  blefs  my  Saviour's  name, 
He  brought  falvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  finner's  fhame. 
3  His  deep  dilrrefs  has  rais'd  us  high, 
His  duty  and  his  zeal 
Fulfill'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke, 
And  finifh'd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  fongs 
Shall  better  pleafe  my  God, 
Than  harp  or  trumpet's  folemn  found, 
Than  goat's  or  bullock's  blood. 

&  This  fhall  his  humble  followers  fee,, 
And  let  their  hearts  at  reft  ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee* 
And  live  foiever  bleft. 

5  Let  heaven  and  all  that  dwell  on  high 
To  God  their  voices  raife, 
While  lands  and  Teas  affift  the  fky, 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praife. 
■4  Zion  is  thine,  moft  holy  God, 

Thy  Son  fhall  blefs  her  gates  ; 
And  glory  purchas'd  by  his  blood 
For  thine  own  Ifrael  waits. 

Psalm    LXIX.     Fhft  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift's  Pajfion  and  Sinner's  Salvatien, 

I   "TVEEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
X->  The  deeper  forrows  of  the  iord  j 


5  22  PSALM       LXIX. 

Behold  the  riling  billows  roll 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  foul. 
2,  In  long  complaints  he  fpends  his  breath, 
While  hofts  of  hdl  and  powers  of  death, 
And  all  the  fons  of  malice  join 
To  execute  their  curft  defign. 

3  Yet  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 
Have  made  the  curfe  a  blefling  prove  ; 
Thofe  dreadful  fufferings  of  thy  Son 
Aton'd  for  crimes  which  we  had  done. 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honours  of  thy  law  reftor'd  : 
His  forrows  made  thy  juftice  known 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

5  Oh  for  his  fake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  finner  live  : 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  mail  our  hope  be  turn'd  tolhame. 

Psalm     LXIX.     ver.   7,  &c.     Second  Part. 
Long  Metre. 
ChrijVs  Sufferings  and  Zeal. 
1  TpWAS  for  our  fake  eternal  God, 

JL     Thy  Son  fuftain'd,  that  heavy  load 
Of  bafe  reproach  and  fore  difgrace, 
While  fhame  dehTd  his  facred  face. 
Z  The  Jew  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  man  that  check'd  their  fin  ; 
While  he  fulfill' d  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  caufe, 

3  [My  Father's  houfe,  faid  he,  was  made 
A  place  for  worjhi-ptnotfor  trade. 
Then  Mattering  all  their  gold  and  brafs, 
He  fcourg'd  the  mei chants  from  the  place.] 

4  [Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
Confum'd  his  life,  expos'dhis  blood  : 
Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown 

He  felt  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own.] 
r  THis  friends  forfook,  his  followers  fled, 
J  Wkile  foes  and  arms  furround  his  head  ; 


PSALM     LXX.     LXXI. 

They  curfe  him  with  a  flandering  tongue, 
And  the  falfe  judge  maintains  the  wrong.] 

6  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blafphemics  : 
They  nail  him  to  the  ihameful  tree  ; 
There  hung  the  man  that  dy'd  for  me. 

7  But  God  beheld,  and  from  his  throne 
Marks  out  the  men  that  hate  his  foil  ; 
The  hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 
Shall  pour  the  vengeance  on  their  head. 

Psalm    "LXX.    Common  Metre, 

TrjtcBion  againji  Verjonal  Emmies. 

1  TN  hafte,  O  God,  attend  my  call, 

Nor  hear  my  cries  in  vain  ; 
Oh  let  thy  fpeed  prevent  may  fall, 
And  ftill  my  hope  fuftain. 

2  When  foes  invidious  wound  my  name, 

And  tempt  my  foul  aftray, 
Then  let  them  fall  with  laiting  fhame, 
To  their  own  plots  a  prey. 

3  While  all  that  love  thy  name  rejoice, 

And  glory  in  thy  word, 
In  thy  falvation  raife  their  voice, 
And  magnify  the  Lord. 

4  O  thou  my  help  in  time  of  need, 
Behold  my  fore  difmay  ; 
In  pity  batten  to  my  aid, 
Nor  let  thy  grace  delay, 
Psalm    "LXXI.     5— 9.     RrJ  Part, 
The  aged  Sainfi  Refietlion  and  Bo-be, 
1    1\/TY  God,  my  everialting  hope, 
-LVJL   I  live  upon  thy  truth  ; 
Thine  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  ftrengthen'd  aH  my  youth.. 
2  My  flelL  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  power 
With  2II  thefe  limbs  of  mire  : 
And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 


T24  PSALM    LXXI. 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  feen 

Repeated  every  year  j 
Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
1  truft  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Caft  me  not  off  when  ftrength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  arife  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  mine, 
When  e'er  thy  fervant  dies. 

5  Then  in  the  hiftory  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  every  page. 
In  every  line  thy  praife. 
Psalm  LXXI.  15,   14,    16,   23,  22,  24.    Sec  fa^t- 

Chriji  our  Strength  and  Righteoufnefs. 
1   Ti  /I"Y  Saviour,  ray  almighty  Friend, 
j\Jl  When  1  begin  thy  praife, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 
<t  Thou  art  my  everlafting  truft, 
Thy  goodnefs  I  adore 
And  fince  I  knew  thy  graces  firft 
I  fpeak  thy  glories  move, 

j  My  feet  (hall  travel  aU  the  length 
Of  the  celeithl  road, 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  ftrength 
To  fee  my  father  God. 
4  When  I  am  fill'd  with  fore  diftrefs 
For  fome  furprifmg  fin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfe&  righteoufnefs, 
And  mention  none  but  thine, 
e.  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 
The  victories  of  my  king  ! 
My  foul,  redeem'd  from  fin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  falvation  fing. 
6  [My  tongue  fhall  all  the  day  proclaim 
My  Saviour  and  my  God, 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  fhame, 
And  fav'd  mc  by  his  blood. 


PSALM      LXXI  ] 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  powers  ; 
With  this  delightful  fong 
I'll  entertain  the  darkeft  hours 
Nor  think  the  feafon  long.] 
Psalm     LXXI.     17 — 2r.     Third  Part. 
The  aged  Chrijlian's  Prayer  and  Song  ;   orf  eld 
^4gey  Death  and  the  Reft/rrc£rio>:, 
I   ^i  OD  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth, 
VJf  The  guide  of  all  my  days, 
I  have  declar'd  thy  heavenly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 
%  Wilt  thou  forfake  my  hoary  hairs, 
And  leave  my  fainting  heant  ; 
Who  fhall  fuftain  my  finking  years 
If  God  my  ftrength  depart  ? 

3,  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim- 
Before  the  riflng  age, 
And  leave  a  favour  of  thy  name 
When  I  fhall  quit  the  ftage. 

4  Theland  of  filenceand  of  death- 
Attends  my  next  remove  ; 
Oh  may  thefe  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the. wide  world  thy  love  ! 

P    A    USE. 

5-  Thy  righteoufnefs  is  deep  arid  high, 
Unfearehable  thy  deeds  ; 
Thy  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  flcy^ 
And  all  my  praife  exceed*. 
&  Oft  have. I  heard,  thy  threatenings  roar^- 
And  oft  endur'd  the  grief : 
But  when  thy  hand  has  preft  me  fore,     . 
Thy  grace  was  my  relief. 
7-  By  long  experience  have  I  known 
Thy  fovereign  power  to  fave  j 
At  thy  command  I  venture. down 
Securely  to  the  grave. 

$>Whcn  I  lie  buried  deep  in  dtlfr, 
My  flelh  fhall  be  thy  care  ;  " 
L  ?, 


rz6  P     S     A"  L     M       LXXn, 

T  hefe  wither'd  limbs  with  thee  I  truft 
To  raife  them  ftrong  and  fair. 

Psalm    LXXII.     FirJiPart. 
v  The.  Kingdom  of  Chi  iji. 

i   f~^\  REAT  God,  whofe  univerfal  fway 
\^y  The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey, 
Now  give  the  kingdom  t<*  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  powet,  exalt  his  throne. 

Z  Thy  fceptre  well  becomes  his  hands, 
All  heaven  fubraits  to  his  commands  ; 
His  juftice  mall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and- rage  prevail  no  more. 

3  With  power  he  vindicates  the  jure, 
And  treads  th'  oppreflbr  in  the  dart  ; 
His  worfhip  and  his  fear  fhall  laft, 
1  ill  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  parr. 

4.  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  fhall  he  fend  his  influence  down  •: 
His  grace  on  fainting  fouls  dilfils, 
Like  heavenly  dew  on  thirfty  hills. 

5  The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  fhades  of  overfpreading  deatn, 
Revive  at  his  firfl  dawning  light, 
And  deferts  bloflbm  at  the  fight. 

6  The  faints  (Ball  flourifh  in  his  days, 
Dreft  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praife  j 
Peace,  like  a  river  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown, 

P   s   A%    M      LXXII.      Second  Pari. 
Chriji's  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 

3    TESUS  fhall  reign  where  e'er  the  fun 
J    Does  his  fucQeflive journics  run  : 
His  kingdom  itretch  from  lhore  to  more, 
Till  moons  fhall  w_ax  and  wane  no'more. 

2   [Behold  the  nations  with  their  kings  ; 
There  Europe  her  bell  tribute  brings  ; 
From  north  to  fouth  the  princes  meet, 
To  p*y  their  homage  at  his  feet.- 


PSALM     LXXtlL  "7 

t  There  Perjia,  glorious  to  behold, 

And  India  fhines  in  eaftern  gold; 

While  weltern  empires  own  their  Lo*d, 

And  favage  tribes  attend  his  word.j 
a  For  him  Giallendlefs  prayer  be  made, 
*  And  endlefs  prai£e>  crown  n.s  head  ; 

His  name  like  fweet  perfume  lhall  i,u 

With  every  morning  facrifke. 

5  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  fweetett  long 
And  infant  voices  lhall  proclaim 
Their  early  bleffings  on  his  name. 

6  Bleffings  a  bound  where  e'er  he  reigns, 
The  joyful  prifoner  buvfts  his  chains  : 
The  weary  find  eternal  reft, 

And  all  the  fons  of  want  are  bleft. 

n   [Where  he  difplays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curfe  are  known  no  more  ; 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boaft 
More  bleffings  than  their  father  loft. 
8  Let  every  creature  rife  and  bring. 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  king  : 
Angels  defcend  with  fongs  again. 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  araen.J 
P  s  A  L  M     LXXIII.     Firjl   Fart.     Com.    Metre, 

AfiUhd  Saints  happy,  and  frofferws  Sinner,  curjed, 
3   tLtOW  I'm  convine'd  the  Lord  is  kind 
J^     To  men  of  heart  fmcere, 
Yet  once  my  foo'lilh  thoughts  repin'd, 
And  border'd  on  defpair. 
Z  Igriev'dtofee  the  wicked  thrive, 
And  ("poke  with  angry  breath, 
«  How  pleafant  and  profane  they  live  . 
"  How  peaceful  is  their  death  1 
3  «  With  well  fed  flefh  and  haughty  eyes- 
«  They  lay  there  fears  to  deep  ; 
«  Againft  the-  heavens  their  ilanders  nfe> 
"  While  faints  in  filence  weep. 


*U  P    S     A    L    M      LXXJII. 

4  "  In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 

"  Andcleanfemy  heart  in  vain  ; 
"  For  I  am  chaltened  all  the  day, 
"  The  ryghc  renews  my  pain." 

5  Yet  while  my  tongue  indulg'd  complaint?, 

I  felt  my  heart  reprove  ; 
"  Sure  I  ihall  thus  offend  thy  faints, 
il  And  grieve,  the  men  I  love." 

6  But  ftill  I  found  my  doubts  too  hard, 

The  conHict  too  lev  ere, 
'Till  I  retir'd  to  fearch  thy  word, 
And  learn  thy  fecrets  there. 

7  There,  as  in  fome  prophetic  glafs, 

I  faw  the  finner's  feet 
High  mounted  on  a  flippery  place. 

Befide  a  fiery  pit. 
3  I  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boaft, 

'Till  at  thy  frown  he  fell  ; 
His  honors  in  a  dream  were  loft, 

And  he  awakes  in  hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  I  was  ! 

How  like  a  thoughtlefs  beaft  ; 
Thus  to  fufpeit  thy  promis'd  grace, 
And  think  the  wicked  blert. 

10  Yet  I  was  kept  from  full  difpair, 

Upheld  by  power  unknown  : 
That  blefled  hand  that  broke  the  marc 

Shall  guide  me  to  thy  throne. 
Fs  a  l  m     LXXIII,     23— z8.     Second  Part, 
Common  Metre* 
God  our  Portion  here  and  hereafter. 
%  y">  OD,  my  fupporter  and  my  hope 
\JJT;  My  help  forever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up 
When  finking  in  difpair. 
*  Thy  counfels,  Lord,  ihall  guide  my  feet 
Through  life's  bewildered  race  ; 
Thme  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  feat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  fact. 


PSALM      LXXIIX.  "S 

Wert  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me; 
And-whilft  this  earth  is  my  abode, 

I  long  for  none  but  thee. 
What  if  the  fprings  of  life  we*e  broke, 

And  flefh  and  heart  mould  faint, 
God  is  my  foul's  eternal  rock, 
The  ftrength  of  evejry  faint. 
Behold  the  finners  that  remove 
Far  from  thy  pre  fence  die  ; 
Nut  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 
Can  fave  them  when  they  cry. 
5  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 
Shall  he  my  fweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  mall  found  thy  werks  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

F-.lm  LXXilL  li,  3,  6,  ff-&*  Long  Metre, 
The  Profterity  of  Sinners  curfed. 

LORD,  what  a  thoughtlefs  wretch  was  I, 
To  mourn,  and  murmur  and  repme 
To  fee  the  wicked  plac'd  on  high, 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honour  fhine. 
%  But,  oh  their  end,  their  dreadful  end  ! 
Thy  lanftuary  taught  me  fo  : 
On  llippery  rocks  i  fee  them  ftand, 
And  fiery  billows  roil  bellow. 
3  Now  let  them  boafthow  tall  they  rife, 
I'll  never  envy  them  again, 
There  they  may  itand  with  haughty  eyes, 
Till  they  plunge  deep  in  endlefs  pain. 
A  Their  fancy'd  joys  how  faft  they  flee  ! 
Like  dreams,  as  fleeting  and  as  vain  ; 
Their  fongs  of  fofteil  harmony, 
Are  but  a  preface  to  their  pain. 
e  Now  I  elkem  their  mirth  and  wire, 
Too  dear  to  purchafe  with  my  blood  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  th?.t  thou  art  mme, 
My  life,  my  portion  and  my  God. 


ijo  PSALM      LXXIII. 

P  s  a  l  m     LXXIII.     Short  Metre. 
The  Myjiery  of  Providence  unfolded. 
JURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 


or  is  religion  vain  j 


Though  men  of  vice  may  boaft  aloud, 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 

2  I  fuw  the  wicked  rife, 

And  felt  my  heart  repine, 
While  haughty  fools  with  fcornful  eyes, 
In  robes  of  honour  mine. 

3  [Pamper'd  with  wonton  ezCer 

Their  flefh  looks  full  and  fair, 
Their  wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  feas, 
And  grows  without  their  cnre. 

4  Free  from  the  phgues  and  pains 

That  pious  fouls  endure, 
Through  all  their  life  oppreilion  reigns, 
And  racks  the  humble  po^r. 

5  Their  impious  tongues  blafoheme 

The  evei-lafting  God  ; 
Their  malice  blalts  the  good  man's  name. 
And  fpread.  their  lies  abroad. 

6  Eut  I  with  flowing  tears 

Indulg'd  my  doubts  to  rife  • 
"  Is  there  a  God  that  fees  or  hear, 
"  The  things  below  the  ikies  I 

7  The  tumult  of  my  thought 

Held  me  in  hard  fufpenfe, 
Tin  to  thy  houfe  my  feet  were  brought 
To  learn  thy  juflice  thence. 
§  Thy  word  with  light  and  power, 
D.dmymiftake  amend  • 
I  view'd  the  Anner^  life  before, 
But  here  I  learnt  their  end. 
9  On  what  a  flippcry  fleep 

The  thouglufcfcVretches  j™  . 

And  oh  that  dreadful  fi,cy  deep' 

That  waits  their  fall  below  ! 


PSALM       LXXIV.  r3i 

Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine  : 

I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 

And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

Psalm     LXXIV. 
The  Church  f  leading  -with  God  under  fore  Perfecutton. 

WILL  God  forever  caft  us  off  1 
His  wrath  forever  fmoke 
Againft  the  people  of  his  love, 

His  little  chofen  flock  ? 
Think  of  the  tribes  fo  dearly  bought 

With  their  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
Nor  let  thy  Sion  be  forgot, 

Where  once  thy  glory  flood. 
Lift  up  thy  feet,  and  march  in  liafte, 

Aloud  our  ruin  calls  ; 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  wafte 

Is  made  within  thy  walls. 
Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  fang 

Thy  foes  profanely  rage  ; 
Amid  thy  gates  their  enfigns  hang, 

And  there  their  holts  engage. 
How  are  the  feats  of  worfhip  broke  ? 

They  tear  the  buildings  down, 
And  he  that  deals  the  heavieft  ftroke, 

Procures  the  chief  renown. 
With  flames  they  threaten  to  deftroy 

Thy  children  in  their  reft  ; 
Come  let  us  burn  at  orxe>  they  cry, 

The  temple  and  the  -priefi. 

And  ftill  to  heighten  our  diftrefs, 

Thyprefence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wanted  figns  of  power  and  grace, 

Thy  power  and  grace  are  gone. 

No  prophet  lpeaks  to  calm  our  grief, 

But  all  in  filence  mourn  ; 
Nor  know  the  times  of  our  relief 

The  hour  of  thy  return. 


I3J  PSALM     LXXVL 

Pause. 

a  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long, 
Shall  men  of  pride  bla-fphcme  ; 
Shall  faints  be  made  their  endlcfs  fon,g, 
And  bear  immortal  ftiame  ? 

TO  Canft  thou  forever  fit  and   hear 
Thine  holy  name  profan'd  ? 
And  ftill  thy  jealoufy  forbear, 
And  ftill  with-hold  thine  hand  ? 

XX  What  ftrange  deliverance  haft  thou  mows 
In  ages  long  before  ! 
And  now  no  other  God  we  own, 
No  other  God  adore. 

I  a  Thou  didft  divide  the  raging  fea 
By  thy  rcfiftlefs  might, 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  wondrous  way, 
And  the  a  fecure  their  flight. 

>  3  Is  not  the  world  of  nature  thine, 
The  darknefs  and  the  day  ? 
Didft  thou  not  bid  the  morning  (hine, 
And  mark  the  fun  his  way  ? 

14  Hath  not  thy  power  formed  every  coaft5 

And  fet  the  earth  its  bounds, 
With  fummer's  heat,  and  winter's  froft. 
In  their  perpetual  rounds  ? 

15  And  ftiall  the  fons  of  earth  and  duft 

That  facred  power  blafpheme  ? 
Will  not  thy  hand  that  form'd  them  firft 
Avenge  thine  injur' d  name  ? 

16  Think  on  the  covenant  thou  haft  made, 

And  all  thy  words  of  love  ; 
Nor  let  the  birds  of  prey  invade 
And  vex  thy  trembling  dove. 

17  Our  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blood, 

And  make  our  hope  their  jeft  ; 
Plead  thine  own  caufe,  almighty  God, 
And  give  thy  children  reft. 


i 


p    S    A-    L    M    LXX\L    LXXVI.      i*j 

P  s  a  l  h    LXXY.    Lo.cgMetrt. 

Piaife  to  God  far  the  return  of  Peace, 
j  r*T*^0  thee,  moft  high  and  holy  God* 

f      To  thee  our  thankful  hearts  we  raifc  ; 
Thy  works. declare  thy  name  abroad, 

Thy  wondrous  works  demand  our  praife, 

2  To  flavery  doom'd,  thy-chofen  fons 

Behold  their  foes  triumphant  rife-: 
And  fore  oppreft  by  earthly  thrones, 
They  fought  the'  fovercigu  of  the  fkie*. 

3  'Twas  then,  great  God,  with  equal  power^ 

Arofe  thy  vengeance  and  thy  grace, 
Tofcourge  their  legions  from  the  more, 
And  fave  the  remnant  qf  thy  race* 

4  Thy  hand,  that  form'd  the  reftlefs  mair^ 

Andrear'd  the  mountain's  awful  head, 
Bade  raging. feas  their  courfe  reftrain, 
And  defert  wild*  receive  their  dead, 

5  Such  wonders  never  come  by  chance, 

Nor  can  the  winds  fuch  bleflings  blow^ 
'Tis  God  the  Judge  doth  one  advance, 
'Tis  God  that  lays  another,  low. 

6  Let  haughty  tyrants  fink  their  pride, 

Nor  lift  fo  high  their  fcornful  head  ; 
But  lay  their  impious  thoughts  afide, 
And  own  the  empire  God  hath  made. 

Psalm     LXXVI. 

Ifrael faved,  and  the  Affyriant  defroyrd  ;  or,  God's  Fen* 

gfa?tce  againji  his  Enemies  proceeds  f ram  his  Church. 

1  TN  Judah  God  of  old  was  known  ; 
X  His  name  in  Ifrael  great  • 

In  Salem  flood  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  feat. 

2  Among,  the  praifes  of  his  fainrs, 

His  dwelling  there  he  chofe  ; 
There  he  receiv'd  their  juft  complaints, 
Againft  their  Haughty  foes, 
M 


i34  PSALM      LXXVII. 

3  From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  word, 

And  broke  that  threatening  fpear  ; 
The  bow,  the  arrows,  and  the  fword, 
And  crufh'd  the  Afiyrian  war. 

4  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  elfe 

But  mighty  hills  of  prey  ? 
The  hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells 
Is  glorious  more  than  they. 

5  'Twas  Zion's  king  that  ftop'd  the  breath 

Of  captains  and  their  bands  : 
The  men  of  might  fleep  faft  in  death, 
That  qucils  theii  warlike  hands. 

6  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 

Both  horfe  and  chariot  fell  : 
Who  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  rod  ? 
Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell  ? 

7  What  power  can  ftand  before  thy  fight 

When  once  thy  wrath  appears  ? 
When  heaven  (bines  round  with  dreadful  light, 
The  earth  adores  and  fears. 
^  When  God  in  his  own  fovereign  ways 
Comes  down  to  fave  tit'  oppreft, 
The  wrath  of  man  mall  work  hispraife, 
And  he'll  refrain  the  reit 
o  [Vows  to  the  Lord,  and  tribute  bring, 
Ye  prince:,,  fear  his  frown  : 
His  terrors  fhake  the  proudeft  king, 
And  fmice  his  armies  down. 
13  The  thunder  of  his  (harp  rebuke 
Our  h-iughtv  foes  (hall  feel ; 
For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  forfook, 
But  dwells  in  Zion  ftiH.J 

Psalm     LXXVII.     Firjl  Part. 
Melancholy  ajfauhing,  and  Uofe  prevailing. 
i  HPO  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  voice, 
"         ;r    rKt  '' 


PSALM       LXXV1I. 

x  Sad  were  my  days,  and  dark  my  nights, 
My  foul  refus'd  relief  ; 
I  thought  oh  God,  the  juft  and  wife. 
But  thoughts  mcreas'd  my  grief. 

3  Still  I  complain'dand  ftill  opprcft, 

My  heart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God,  thy  wrath  forbade  my  reft, 
And  kept  my  eyes  awake. 

4  My  overwhelming  forrows  grew, 

'Till  I  could  fpeak  no  more  ; 
Then  I  within  my  felt  withdrew,. 
And  cail'd  thy  judgments  o'er. 

5  I  cail'd  back  years  and  ancient  times 

When  I  beheld  thy  face  ; 
My  fpirit  fearch'd  for  fecret  crimes 
That  might  with-hold  thy  grace. 

(  I  cail'd  thy  mercies  to  my  mind, 
Which  I  enjoy'd  before  ; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind  j 
His  face  appear  no  more  ? 

7  Will  he  forever  caft  me  off  ? 
His  promife  ever  fail  ? 
Has  he  forgot  his  tender  love  ? 
Shall  anger  ftill  prevail  ? 

S  But  I  forbid  this  hopelefs  thought, 
This  dark  defpairing  frame  : 
Rememb'ring  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought 
Thy  hand  is  ftill  the  fame. 

9  I'll  think  again  of  all  thy  ways, 
And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er, 
Thy  wonders  of  recovering  gr?xe, 
When  fielh  could  hope  no  more. 

ro  Grace  dwelt  with  juftice  on  the  throne  ; 
And  men  that  love  thy  word, 
Have  in  thy  fan&uary  known 
The  counfels  of  the  Lord. 


ij6  -PSALM      LXXVIL 

Psal-m   lxxvii.   XmtdTm. 

Comfort  derived  from  andknt  Troiiidence  ;   or  Ifrael  deri* 

vedfrcm  Egypt,  and  brought  to  Canaan. 
J  "  Tpw  awful  is  thy  chaflening  rod  ! 
XX  "  (May  thy -own  children  fay) 
**  The  great,  the  wife,  the  dreadful  God  I 
"  How  holy  is  his  way  ! 

i  I'll  meditate  his  works  of  old, 
Who  reigns  in  heaven  above, 
I'll  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  truft  his  love. 

3  He  faw  the  houfe  of  jofeph  He 

With  Egypt's  yoke  oppteft  ; 
Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  cry^ 
Nor  gave  his  people  red. 

4  The  fons  of  pious  Jacob  feem'd 

Abandon'd  to  their  foes  ; 
But  his  Almighty  arm  redeeni'd 
The  nation  whom  he  chofe. 

5  From  flavifh  chains  he  fet  them  free, 

They  follow  where  he  calls ; 
He  bade  them  venture  through  the  ^Q3r 
And  made  the  waves  their  walls. 

6  The  waters  faw  thee,  mighty  God, 

The  waters  faw  thee  come  ; 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  ftoody 
To  make  thine  armies  room. 

7  Strange  was  thy  journey  through  the  fea, 

Thy  footiteps,  Lord,  unknown  ; 
Terrors  attend  the  wondrous  way 

That  brings  thy  mercies  down. 
%  [Thy  voice  with  terror  in  the  found 

Through  clouds  and  darknefs  broke  -; 
All  heaven  in  lightening  fhone  around, 

And  earth  with  thunder  fhook. 
9  Thine  arrows  through  the  (kies  were  hurl*d, 

How  glorious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Surprife  and  trembling  feiz.'d  the  word, 

And  all  his  faints  ador'd. 


PS     A     L     M       LXXVIII.  137 

10  He  gave  them  water  from  the  rock  ; 
And  fafe  by  Mofes'  hand, 
Through  a  dry  defert  led  his  flock. 
To  Canaan's  promis'd  land, 

Psalm     LXXVIII.  Firjl  Part. 

Providence  of  God  recorded  ;   or,    pious    Education    and 

Tnjhutlion  of  Children. 
I   T     ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
\    j  Which  God  perform'd  of  old  ; 
Which  in  your  younger  years  we  faw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

z  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known  ; 
His  works  of  power  and  grace  ; 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 
Through  every  rifing  race. 

3  Oui  lips  fhall  tell  them  to  our  fons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  fhall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  fecurely  ftands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  pradtife  his  commands. 
Psalm     LXXVIII.     Second  Part. 
If  rod's   Rebellion    and    Punijhment  ;  or,    the   Si*tt   and 

Chaflifements  of  Gods  People. 
j  /~\H  what  a  fliff  rebellious  houfc 
VjP  Was  Jacob's  ancient  race  ! 
Falfe  to  their  own  moft  folemn  vows, 
And  to  their  Maker's  grace. 
1'  They  broke  the  covenant  of  his  love, 
And  did  his  laws  defpife, 
Forgot  the  works  he  wrought  to  prove 
His  power  before  their  eyes. 
3  They  faw  the  plagues  on  Egypt  light 
From  his  avenging  hand  ; 
What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  the  ftub*born  lani. 
M   x 


i33  PSALM      LXXVIII. 

4  They  faw  him  cleave  the  mighty  fca, 

And  march'd  with  fafety  through, 
With  watery  walls  to  guard  their  Way, 
'Till  they  had  'fcap'd  the  foe. 

5  A  wondrous  pillar  mark'd  the  road, 

Compos'd  of  fhade  and  light  ; 
By  day  it  prov'd  a  flickering  cloud, 
A  leading  fire  by  night. 

6  Ke  from  the  rock  their  thirft  fupply'd  j 

The  guiihing  waters  flow'd, 
And  ran  in  rivers  by  their  fide, 
Along  the  defert  road. 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  moft  high, 

And  dar'd  diftruft  his  hand  ; 
"   Can  ke  nvith  bread  our  hoji  fupply 
"  jtfmidft  this  barren  land  ?" 

8  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard, 

And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame  : 
His  terrors  ever  ftand  prepar'd. 
To  vindicate  his  name. 
Psalm     LXXVIII.     Third  Pa*. 
The  Punijhment  of  Luxury  and  Intemperance  ;    Or,  Chaf- 

tifement  and  Salvation. 
i   XT  THEN  Ifrael  finn'd  the  Lord  reprov'd, 

VV    And  fill'd  their  heart  with  ***** » 

Yet  he  forgave  the  men  helov'd, 
And  fent  them  heavenly  bread. 

2  He  fed  them  with  a  liberal  hand, 

And  made  his  treafures  known  ; 
He  gave  the  midnight  clouds  command 
To  pour  provilion  down. 

3  The  manna  like  a  morning  fhower 

Lay  thick  around  their  feet  ; 
The  food  of  heaven,  fo  light  fo  pure  } 

As  though  'twere  angels  meat. 
a  But  they  in  murmuring  language  faid, 

«  Is  manna  all  our  feaft  ? 
«  We  loath  this  light,  this  airy  bread  j 

*<  Wemuft  have  flcQi  totalis." 


PSALM      LXXVIH.  13* 

c  «    Yelhall  hzveflcjk  *  f  /cafe  your  luf," 
The  Lord  in  wrath  reply 'd, 
And  feot  them  quails  like  fand  or  dult, 
Heap'd  up  on  every  fide. 
6  He  gave  them  all  their  own  dcfire  j 
And  greedy  as  they  fed, 
His  vengeance  burnt  with  fecret  hre, 
And  fmote  the  rebels  dead. 
-  When  fome  were  flain  the  reft  retwn'd, 
And  fought  the  Lord  with  tears  ; 
Under  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn  d, 
But  foon  forgot  their  fears. 
g  Oft  he  chaftis'd,  and  frill  forgave,, 
'Till  by  his  gracious  hand 
The  nations  he  refolv'd  to  fave 
Poffefs'd  the  promis'd  land. 
Psalm     LXXVIII.  ver.    3z,&c.  Fotjrth   Part- 
Backing,  and  Forgtoetefi  J  *,  Sm  fumpedand  Satnt 

faved. 
j   f>\  REAT  God,  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove 
(t   3y  turns  thine  anger,  and  thy  love  ; 
There  is  a  glafs  our  hearts  may  fee 
How  fickle  and  how  falfe  they  be 
a  How  foon  the  faithlefs  Jews  Forgot 

The  dreadful  wonders  God  hid  wrought  ! 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  his  face, 
Nor  fear  his  power,  nor  truft  his  grace. 
3  Then  Lord  confnm'd  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain  ; 
A  tedious  march  through  unknown  ways 
Wore  out  their  ftrength,  and  fpent  their  days-. 
a  Oft  when  they  faw  their  brethren  flain, 
They  mourn" d,  and  fought  the  Lord  again  \ 
Call'd  him  the  rock  of  their  abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer,  and  their  God. 
5  Their  prayers  and  vows  before  him  rife 
As  nattering  words  or  folcmn  lies, 
While  their  rebellious  tempers  prove 
Falfe  to  hij  covenant  and  his  love, 


»*>        PSALM      LXX1X.   LXXX. 

6  Yet  could  his  fove reign  grace  forgive 
The  men  who  ne'er  deferv'd  to  live  ■ 
His  anger  oft  away  he  turn'd, 

Gr  eife  with  gentle  flame  it  burn'd. 

7  He  faw  their  flem  was  weak  and  frail. 
He  faw  temptations  fliJi  prevail  ; 
The  God  of  Abraham  lov'd  them  ftilh. 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hill. 

Psalm     LXXIX.     Long  Metre. 
For  the  Dtftrefs  of  War 

1  RE5°LD»  °  God'  what  ««el  foes, 
JLJ  Thy  peaceful  heritage  invade  ; 
Thy  holy  temple  ftands  defil'd, 

In  duft  thy  facred  walls  are  laid. 

2  Wide  o'er  the  vallies  drench'd  in  blood, 
Thy  people  fall'n  in  death  remain  ; 
The  fowls  of  heaven  their  flem  devour. 
And  favage  beafts  divide  the  flain. 

3  Th*  infulting  foes,  with  impious  rage, 
Reproach  thy  children  to  their  face  ; 

"  Where  is  your  God  of  boafted  power, 
And  where  the  promife  of  his  grace  V* 

4  Deep  from  the  prifon's  horrid  glooms, .  ' 
Uh  hear  the  mournful  captives  figh, 
And  let  thy  fbvereign  power  reprieve, 

I  he  trembling  fouls  condem'd  to  die. 

5  Let  thofe,  who  dar'd  infult  thy  reign, 
Return  difmay'd  with  endlefs  Ihame, 
While  heathens,  who  thy  grace  defpire, 
2>hall  from  thy  vengeance  learn  thy  name. 

6  So  (hall  thy  children,  freed  from  death, 
Eternal  fangs  of -honour  raife, 

And  every  future  age  fhall  tell, 
Thy  fovereign  power  and  pardoning  grace.- 
Psalm     LXXX. 
The  Church's  P>ayer  under  Affliclion  ;  or,  the    Vmeyarl 

of  G«d  wafted. 
I  /^tREAT  Shepherd  of  thine  Ifrael, 
VT  Who  didft.  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 


y    S    A    L    M      1XXX.  «0 

And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chofen  fheep, 
Safe  through  the  defert  and  the  deep. 
j  Thy  church  is  in  the  defert  now, 

Shine  from  on  high,  and  guide  ife  through  5 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  leltorc, 
Wc  mall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more. 

3  Great  God,  whom  heavenly  hofts  obey. 
How  long  (hall  we  lament  and  pray, 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return  ? 
How  long  mall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 

4  Infiead  of  wine  and  cheerful  bread, 
Thy  faints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed  J 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  rcftore, 

We  fhall  be  fov'd  and  figh  no  more. 
Pause     I. 
5  Hail  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hands 
A  lovely  vine  in  heathen  lands  ? 
Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round, 
And  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground  * 
f  How  did  the  fpreading  branches  moot, 
Andblefs  the  nations  with  the.  fruit  ; 
But  now,  dear  Lord,  look  down  and  fee 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  ttcc. 

7  Why  is  her  beauty  thus  defaced  ?      . 
Why  haft  thou  laid  her  fences  wafte  ? 
Strangers  and  foes  againft  her  join, 
And  every  beaft  devours  the  vine. 

8  Return,  almighty  God,  return  ; 

Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reitore, 
We  fhall  be Tav'd'arid  figh  no  more. 
Pause     II. 

9  Lord,  when  this  vine  in  Canaan  grew, 
Theu  waft  its ftrength  and  giory  too.; 
Attack'd  in  vain  by  all  its  fors, 

Till  the  fair  branch  of  promife  rofe. 

10  Fair  branch,  ordain^  of  old  to  fhoct 
From  David's  frock,  from  Jacob's  root  ; 
Himfelf  a  noble  vine,  and  wc 

The  leffer  branches  of  the  tree  ; 


•s] 


-*4*      PSALM    LXXXI.    LXXXH. 
II  'Tis  thy  own  Son  ;  and  he  (hall  ftand 
Girt  with  thy  ftrength  at  thy  right  hand  ; 
Thy  firft-born  Son,  adorn'd  and  bleft 
With  power  and  grace  above  the  reft. 
i a  Oh  !  for  his  fake  attend  our  cry, 
Shine  on  thy  churches  left  they  die  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  ihall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more. 

Psalm     LXXXL     i,  g— 16. 
Iht  Warning  of God  to  his  People;  or,  Spiritual  Blu- 
ings and  Punrjlments. 
I  TNG  to  the  Lord  aloud, 
_J  And  make  a  joyful  noife  ; 
God  is  our  ftrength,  our  Saviour  God  ; 
Let  Ifrael  hear  his  voice. 

2  **  From  idols  falfe  and  vain, 

"  Pneferve  my  rites  divine  ; 
"  I  am  the  Lord  who  broke  thy  chain 
"  Of  flavery  and  of  fin. 

3  "  Stretch  thy  defires  abroad, 

"  And  I'll  fupply  them  well  • 
"  But  if  ye  will  refuge  your  God, 
«  If  Ifrael  will  rebel : 

4  I'll  leave  them,  faith  the  Lord, 

"  To  their  own  lufts  a  prey, 
"  And  let  them  run  the  dangerous  road, 
"  'Tis  their  own  chofen  way. 

5  "  Yet  oh  !  that  all  my  faints, 

u   Would  hearken  to  my  voice  ! 
"  Soon  I  would  cafe  their  fore  complaints, 
"  And  bid  their  hearts  rfjoice. 

6  "  While  I  deftroy  their  foes 

"  I'll  richly  feed  my  flock, 
«  And  they  lhall  tafte  the  ftream  that  flews 
11  From  their  eternal  rock." 

Psalm     LXXXII. 
God  the  fupreme  Gover.-nr  j    or,  Magi  bates  warned. 
I      A    MONG  th'  aflemblies  of  the  great 
X\  A  greater  ruler  takes  his  feat  ; 


PSALM      LXXXIII.  H3 

Tic  God  of  heaven  as  judge  furveys 
Thofc  gods  on  earth  and  all  their  ways. 
1  Why  will  ye  frame  oppreflive  laws  ? 
Or  why  fupport  th'  unrighteous  caufe  ? 
When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor, 
That  foes  may  vex  the  faints  no  more  . 

3  They  know  not,Xord,  nor  will  they  know  j 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go  j 
Their  name  of  earthly  gods  is  vain, 

For  they  (hall  fall  and  die  like  men. 

4  Arife.O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 
Poffefs  his  univerfal  throne, 

And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod ; 
H#  is  our  Judge,  and  he  our  God. 

Psalm    LXXXIII. 
A  Complaint  ag*i»fi  Prefecutors- 
j     \  ND  will  the  God  of  grace 
X\.  Perpetual  filence  keep  j 
The  God  of  juftice  hold  his  peace, 
And  let  his  vengeance  deep  ? 
z  Behold  what  curfed  fnares 

The  men  of  milchief  fpread  ; 
The  men  that  hate  thy  faints  and  thee, 
Lift  up  their  threatening  head. 

3  Againft  thy  hidden  ones, 

Their  counfek  they  employ, 
And  malice  with  her  watchful  eye 
Purfues  them  to  deltroy. 

4  «  Come,  let  us  join,  they  cry, 

"  To  root  them  from  the  ground, 

"  Till  not  the  name  of  faints  remain, 

«  Nor  memory  fhall  he  found," 

<  Awake,  almighty  God, 

And  call  thy  wrath  to  mind  : 
Give  them  like  forefts  to  the  fire, 
Or  ftuble  to  the  wind 

6  Convince  their  madnefs,  Lcrd, 

And    make  them  feek  thy  name  ^ 


*44  V    S    A,    L    M    LXXXIV. 

Orelfc  their  ftubbom  rage  confound, 
That  they,  may  die  it)  iname. 

7  Thea  fhall  the  nations  know 
Thy  glorious,  dreadful  wcrd, 
'Jehrjah  is  thy  name  alone, 
And  thou  the  lovereigu  Lord, 

Psalm    LXXXIV.     f>/  P<rt.     Long  Mcac. 
The  Pteafarc  ef  Public  IVttjhif. 

I  TJOW  pleafanr,  how  divinely,  fair, 
JLj[  O  Lord  of  hofts,  thy  dwellings  are  ! 
\V;t.>  Ion.;  defire  my  fpirit  faint$ 
To  meet  th'  afferublies  of  thy  faints. 

a  My  flefll  would  reft  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God  j 
My  God  !  my  King  !  why  mould. I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  arwi  thee. 

3  The  fparrow  chufes  where  to  reft, 
And  fur  her  young  provide*  a  Belt  ; 
But  will  my 'God  to  fparrow,*  grant 
That  pleafure  which  hi*  children  want  ? 

a  Bleft  are  the  faints  who  fit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  above  the  iky  ; 
Thy  hrighteft  glories  fnine  above, 
And  all  their  work,  is  praife  and  love, 

5  Bleft  are  the  fouls  who  find  3  place. 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  p ace  ; 
There  they  behold  thv  gentler  rays. 
And  feek  thy  face  and  learn  thy  praife. 

6  Bleit  are  the  men  whofe  heruts  are  let 
To  find  the  wav  to  Zion'i  gate  ; 

God  is  their  ftrength,  and  through  the  read 
They  lean  upon  their  helper  God. 
^  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  ftrer. 
Till  all  fhall'meat  in  heaven  at  length, 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear. 
And  join  Ln  r.cbkr  worfhlp  tvere. 


PSALM      LXXX1V.  i4S 

Psalm    LXXXIV.     ScctndParf.    Long  Metre. 
God  and  his  Church;    or,  Grace  aid  Glory. 

i   /^1  RE  \T  Goi  2^zni,  while  Zion  fings 
\J"  The  joy  that  from  thy  prefence  fprings  j 

To  fpend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thoufand  days  of  mirth. 

%.  Might  I  enjoy  the  meaneft  place 
Within  thy  hoafe,  O  God  of  grace. 
Net  tents  of  eaie,  nor  thrones  of  power 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

\  God  is  our  fun,  he  makes  our  day ; 
God  is  our  fhield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  affaults  of  hell  and  fin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within, 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  beftow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  '. 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  with-holds 
No  real  good  from  upright  fouls. 

5  Oh  God,  our  King,  whefe  fovereign  fway 
The  glorious  holts  of  heaven  obey, 

And  devils  at  thy  prefence  flee, 
Bleft  is  the  man  that trufts  in  thee. 

Psalm     LXXXIV.    wr.   r,  2,   ?,   to. 

Paraphrafed  in  Common  Metre. 

Delight  on  Ordina?ices  of    W&rfliif  ;   or,   God  fr&fent    in 

his   Churcjtes. 
I   1\  /TY  feu!,  how  lovely  is  the  place 
*     iVX   Tj  Which  tbf  God  reforts  ! 
'Tis  heaven  to  fee  his  felling  face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 
z  There  the  grer.t  Monarch  of  the  fkies 
His  faving  power  difplays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 
3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heavenly  Dove 
rjefcends,  and  fills  the  place, 
While  Chriji  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  fheds  afcroad  his  grace. 


i4*  P    5    A    L    M      LXXXIV, 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  woris  declare 

The  fecrets  of  thy  will  : 
And  ftill  we  leek  thy  mercies  there, 
Andfing  thy  praifes  ftill. 

P  a  v  s  r. 

5  My  heart  and  fielh  cry  out  for  thee, 

While  far  from  thine  abode  ; 
When  mall  I  tread  thy  courts  and  fee 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 

6  The  fparrow  builds  her  felf  a  neft, 

And  fufters  no  remove  ; 
Oh  make  me  like  the  fparrows,  bleft. 
To  dwell  but  where  I  love. 

7  To  fetone  day  beneath  thine  eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity 
Employ'd  in  carnal  joys. 

8  Lord,  at  thy  threshold  I  would  waif, 

While  Jefus  is  within. 
Rather  than  fill  a  throne  of  date, 
Among  the  tents  of  fin. 

9  Could  I  command  the  fpncious  land, 

And  the  more  boundlef    fea, 
For  one  bleft  hour  at  thy   right  hand 

I'd  give  them  both  away. 
P  s  a   l  M     LXXXIV.     As  the  148  th  Ffalin. 
Longing  for  the  houfe  of  God. 
,1   T     ORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
[  A  How  pleafant  and  how  Uir 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thy  earthly  temples  are  5 
To  thine  abode 
My  he:  rt  afpircs 
With  warm  de fires 
To  fee  my  God. 
S>  The  fparrow  for  her  young 
With  pleafure  feeks  a  neft, 
An.!  winder  ngfwallows  long 
And  find  the  ir  wonted  reft  j 


P    S     A    L     M      LXXXV.  147 

Riy  rpirit  faints 
With  equal  zeal 
To  rife  and  dwell 
Among  thy  faints. 

3  O  happy  fouls  that  pray, 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear  ,- 
O  h:;ppy  men  that  pay 
Their  corjftant  fervice  there  ! 

They  pr^il'e  thee  ttiii  j 
And  Happy  they 
That  love  the  way 
To  ZioJs  hill. 

4  They  go  from  ftrength  to  ftrength, 
Thro'  this  dark  vale  of  rears, 
Tiil  each  arrives  at  length, 

Till  each  in  heaven  appears ; 

0  glorious  feat 
When  God  oar  King 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet  ! 

Fa      a     s     E 
c  To  fpend  one  facred  day. 
Where  God  ant!  faints  abide; 
Affords  diviner  joy 
Than  thou  fan  d  days  be  fide  : 
Where  God  reforts, 

1  love  it  more 
To  keep  the  door 
Than  mine  in  courts. 

6  God  is  our  fun  and  fhield, 
Our  light  and  our  defence  ; 
With  gifts  our  hands  are  fill'd 
We  draw  our  bleihngs  thence  j 

He  fhall  beftow 

On  Jacob's  race 

Peculiar  grace 

And  glory  too. 
7-  The  Lord  his  people  loves  ; 
His  hand  no  good  with-holds 
From  thofe  his  heart  approves, 
From  pure  and  pious  fouls  t 


h$         p   s   a   l   m    lxxxv. 

Thrice  happy  he, 
O  God  of  ho'fts, 
Whofe  fpirit  trufts 
Alone  in  thee. 

Psalm    LXXXV.  Fir.  r— S.  Firft  Pan. 

'jjer  to  Prater  ;  or,    £h. 
•:£j. 
i    1 "    ORD,  thoa  haft  call  -D  mind  ■ 

%  r*  Thou  hair  revcrs'd  bill  m  : 

So  God  forgave  when  I 
An-  ?  wandering  captives  home. 

.    Thou  haft  begun  to  fet  us  :. 
And  made  thy  fierce  ft  wrath  ab. 
Now  let  our  hearts  be  turn'd  to  r. 

(g  graces,  L 
:;  in  thee  re 

u'ord  : 
wait  for  praife  to  tune  our  vice. 

4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  fay  : 
He'll  fpeak,  and  -ive  his  people  peace  : 

Left  his  return:    . 

Psalm  Ver.  9.  &c    Second  Part. 

S.  rift. 

1  QALVATION  is  forever 

j^  The  fouh  I  the  Lori  ; 

And  gi  1  high 

Frefh 

2  Mercy  and  truth  on  ear,';  are  met, 

Since  Chi  i  came  down  from  heaven; 

By  his  obedience  fo  complete 
Juftice  is  pleas'd.  and  pen:e  is  given. 

3  Now  truth  and  honour  fhal!  aijund, 
Religion  dwell  on  e->rth  again, 

And  heavenly  influent  L:  ound 

In  our  Redeemer's  gentler  reign. 

4  His  righteoufnefs  is  gone  be- 
To  give  u 


PSALM      LXXXVI.  LXXXVII.  i49 

Oar  wandering  feet  mall  ftray  no  more, 
Bat  mark,  his  heps,  and  keep  the  road. 

Psalm     LXXXVI.     Ver.   2— ti 
A  General  Song  of  Praife  tc  GOD 
t     \   MONG  the  princes,  earthly 

J\^  There's  none  Lath  power  divine  ; 
Is' or  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  are  their  works  like  thine. 

2  The  nations,  thou  haft  made  mail  bring 

Their  offerings  round  thy  throne  ; 
For  thou  alone  doft  wondrous  things, 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  feet, 

Teach  me  thine  heavenly  ways, 
And  all  my  wandering  thoughts  unite 
In  God  my  father's  praife. 

4  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongue 

Shall  thofe  fweet  wonders  tell, 
How  by  thy  grace  my  finking  foul 
Rofe  from  the  deeps  of  hell. 

Psalm     LXXXVIL 

The  Church  the  Bhth  Place  of  the  Saints  ;  or  Jews  mJ 

Gentiles  united  in  the  Ckrijiian  Church. 
I    /"">!  OD  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 

\JT  Foundation  for  his  heavenly  praife  j 

He  lik'd  the  tents  of  Jacob  well, 

But  ftill  in  Sion  loves  to  dwell,  ^ 

■z  His  mercy  vifits  every  houfe, 

That  pay  their  night  and  morning  vows  ; 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  ftay, 
Whe-re  churches  meet  to  praife  and  pray. 

3  What  glories  were  deicrib'd  of  old  ! 
What  wonders  are  in  Sion  told  ! 
Thou  city  of  e>ur  God  below, 
Thy  fame  fhali  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

4.  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  JeiPf  i 
Shall  there  begin  their  five:  aa«w  ; 


1 5o  PSALM      LXXXVIi: 

Angels  and  men  (hall  join  to  fmg. 
The  hill  where  living  waters  fpring. 

5  When  God  makes  up  his  laft  account 
Or  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
Twill  be  an  honour  to  appear 
As  one  new-born  and  nourilh'd  there. 

Psalm     LXXXVIII.     As  the  113th. 

Lofs  cf  Friends^  and  abjence  of  Divine  Grace  9 

1  /^\   GOD  of  my  falvation,  hear 

\^J  My  nightly  groan,  my  daily  prayer, 

That  it  ill  employ  my  walling  breath  ; 
My  foul,  declining  to  the  grave, 
Implores  thy  fovereign  power  to  fave 
From  dark  defpair  and  iafting  death. 

2  Thy  wrath  lies  heavy  on  my  foul, 
And  waves  of  forrows  o'er  me  roll, 

While  duft  and  filcnce  fpread  the  gloom; 
My  friends,  belov'd  in  happier  days, 
The  dear  companions  of  my  ways, 

Defcend  around  me  to  the  tomb. 

3  As,  loft  in  lonely  grief,  I  tread 
The  mournful  manhons  of  the  dead, 

Or  to  fome  throng'd  aflembly  go  ; 
Through  all  alike  I  rove  alone, 
While,  here  forgot  and  there  unknown, 

The  change  renews  my  piercing  woe. 

4  And  why  will  God  neglect  my  call  ? 
Or  who  fhall  profit  by  my  fall, 

When  life  departs  and  love  expires  ! 
Can  dull  and  darknefs  praife  the  Lord  ? 
.    Or  wake,  or  brighten  at  his  word, 

And  tune  the  harp  with  heavenly  quires  ? 

5  Yet  through  each  melancholy  day, 
I've  pray'd  to  thee,  and  {till  will  pray, 

Imploring  ftiil  thy  kind  return — 
But  oh  !   my  friends,  my  comforts,  fled, 
And  all  my  kindred  of  the  dead 

K.3cal  nxy  fwandering  thoughts  to  mourn. 


PSALM      LXXXIX.  151 

Psalm    LXXXIX.     Fufi  F*rr.     Long  Metre. 

The  Covenant  made  with  Chriji ;  or,  the  Uut  David, 
I  TT^ORILVER  fixall  my  fong  record 

\j    The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord  ; 

Mercy  and  truth  forever  ifand 

Like  heaven  eftabliili'd  by  his  hand. 
X  Thus  to  his  Son  he  fware  and  faid,. 

**  With  thee  my  covenant  firit  is  made  ; 

"  In  thee  (hall  dying  finners  live  ; 

«  Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 

3  «  Be  thou  my  prophet,  thou  my  priefl> 

«  Thy  children  ihall  be  ever  bleft  ; 

«<  Thou  art  my  chofen  king,  thy  throne 

"  Shall  ftand  eternal  like  my  own. 
£,  "  There's  none  of  all  my  fons  above 

"  So  much  my  image  or  my  love  ; 

«  Celeftial  powers  thy  fubje£ts  are, 

«  Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare  ? 
t  «  David,  my  fervant,  whom  I  chofe 

««  To  guard  my  flock,  to  crufh  my  foes  ; 

»  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewi/h  throne, 

"  Was  but  a  ihadow  of  my  Son." 
6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice  and  fing, 

Jejui  her  faviour  and  her  king  : 

Angels  his  heavenly  wonders  mow,. 

And  faints  declare  his  worke  below. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.  Firft  Part.   Com.  Metre, 
The  FaithfulneJs*of  God. 

j  -*  jry  never-ceafmg  fong  fhall  mow 
JVA  The  mercies  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  make  fucceeding  ages  know 
How  faithful  is  his  word. 
Z  The  facred  truths  his  lips  pronounce 
Shall  firm  as  heaven  endure  ; 
And  if  he  fpeak  a  promife  once, 
Th'  eternal  grace  is  fure. 
3.  How  long  the  race  of  David  held  ! 
The  proKois'd  Jswijh  throne 


P    S    A 

L    M 

LXXXIX. 

7,  &c. 

Second  Tart, 

Power 

and 

Majefiy    of 
Worjhip. 

God; 

or  Reverential 

xSt  PSALM      LXXXIX. 

But  there's  a  nobler  covenant  feal'd 
To  David's  greater  fon. 

4  His  feed  forever  ihall  pofiefs 

A  throne  above  tUe  Ikies  ; 
The  meaneft  fubjccls  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  that  glory  rife. 

5  Lord  God  of  hofts,  thy  wondrous  ways 

Are  fung  by  faints  above  ; 
And  faints  on  e3rth  their  honours  rafe 
To  thy  unchanging  love. 


The 


2   "\/¥7'I^H  reverence  let  the  faints  appear* 
y  V       And  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

2  How  terrible  thy  glories  rife  ! 

Aow  bright  thine  armies  fhine  ! 
Where  is  the  power  with  thee  that  vies, 
Or  truth  compared  with  thine  ? 

3  The  Northern  pole  and  Southern  reft 

On  thy  fupporting  hand  ; 
Darknefs  and  day  from  Eafi  to  Weft 

Move  round  at  thy  command. 
4.  Thy  word  the  raging  winds  controul, 

And  rule  the  boifterous  deep  ; 
Thou  mak'ft  the  flceping  billows  roll, 

The  rolling  billows  fleep. 

5  Heaven,  earth,  and  air,  and  fea  are  thine, 
And  the  dark  world  of  hell  ; 
They  faw  thine  arm  in  vengeance  fhine 
When  Egypt  durft  rebel. 
*  juftice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 
Yet  wondrous  is  thy  grace  ! 
While  truth  and  mercy  join'd  in  one, 
Invite  us  near  thy  face. 


PSALM      LXXXIX.  x5j 

Psalm     LXXXIX.     15,  &c.     Third  Part. 
A  blejfed  Giffel. 

x  TJLEST  arc  the  fouls  who  hear  and  k e 
J3  The  gofpel's  joyful  found  i 
Peace  lhall  attend  the  path  the  go, 

And  light  their  fteps  Unround. 

Z  Their  joy  (hall  bear  their  fpirits  up, 
Through  their  Redeemer's  name  j 
His  righteoufnefs  exalts  their  hope, 
And  fills  their  foes  with  lhame. 

3  The  Lord  cur  glory  and  defence 
Strength  and  falvation  gives  ; 
Ifraei,  thy  king    forever  rei 

Thy  God  forever  lives. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.  19-  &c.  Fourth  Pen. 
Ckri/l's  meditoriat  Kingdom;  or,  his  divine  and  Humane 
J  ~  Nature. 

x  TJE^R  what  the  Lord  invifion  faid, 
J^\  And  made  his  mercy  known  : 
"  Sinners,  behold,  your  help  I 
»  On  my  almighty  Son. 
i.  Behold  the  nun  my  wifdom  chefe 
Among  your  mortal  race  : 
His  head  my  holy  oil  o'eiflows, 
With  full  fupplies  of  grace. 

3  High  (hall  he  reign  on  David's  throne, 

My  people's  better  king  ; 
My  arm  (hall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
And  ftill  new  fubje&s  bring. 

4  My  truth  (hall  guard  him  in  his  way 

With  mercy  by  his  fide  ; 
While  in  my  name  o'er  earth  and  fea 

He  (hall  in  triumph  ride. 
5  Me  for  his  father  and  his  God, 

He  fhall  forever  own,. 
Call  me  his  rock,  his  high  abode, 

And  I'll  fupport  my  Ion. 


i5f  P    S    A    L     M      LXXXIX, 

i  My  firft-born  fon  array'd  in  grace, 
Ac  my  right  hand  (hall  fit, 
Beneath  him  angeis  know  their  place, 
And  monarch*  at  his  feet. 
7  My  covenant  (lands  forever  faft, 
My  pvomifes  are  ftrong  : 
Firm  as  the  heavens  his  throne  fhall  lait, 

His  feed  endure  as  long. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.  30,  &c.  Fifth  J 
Thi    Ccvc/iunt    of   Grace    unchangeable,     cr,  sJjjitliicw 
ivith'.-ut  Kejr&ion. 

1  *^TET  (faith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race, 
j[        The  children  of  my  fon, 
Should  break  my  laws,  abufe  ray  grace 
And  tempt  mine  anger  down. 
2.  Their  fins  I'll  viht  with  the  rod, 
And   ncke  their  folly  fmart ; 
But  I'll  not  ceaie  tote  their  God, 
Nor  from  my  truth  de; 

3  My  covenant  I  will  ne'er  re^pke, 

But  keep  my  grace  in  naiqfik 
And  what  eternal  Jove  hath^&e, 
E'ern^l  truth  (hall  bind. 

4  Once  have  I  fworn,  (I  need  r\z  :nd|e). 

And  piedg'd  m\ 
To  feal  the  (acred  promifo/.. 
To  David -and  hr; 

5  The  fun  fhall  fee  his  offspring  rife 

And  fpread  from  fea  to  (tz, 
Long  as  he  tra  el*  round  the  fkies 
To  give  the  nations  day. 

6  Sure  as  the  moStfQWkt  rq^s  the  night 

His  kingdom  fliall  en 
Till  the  hVdiaws  of  fibade  and  light 

Shall  be  obfewr'd  notenre. 
Psalm     L  47,  &c.  Sixth  ran. 

ng  Metre 
Mortality  and  Hope. 
A  Funeral  Pfalm. 
1   "TQ  EMEMBER  Lord,  our  mortal  (rate, 
J\_  How  frail  our  life,  how  fhort  our  date  f 


PSALM      LXXXIX.  i$J 

Where  is  the  man  that  draws  his  breath 
Safe  from  difeafe,  fecure  from  death. 
V  Lord,  while  we  fee  whole  nations  die, 
Our  flefh  and  ftrength  repine  and  cry, 
"  Miift  death  forever  rage  and  reign  ! 
«  Or  haft  thou  made  mankind  in  vain." 

;  Where  is  thy  promife  to  the  juft  ? 
Are  not  thy  fervants  turn'd  to  duft  } 
But  faith  forbids  thefe  mournful  fighs, 
And  fees  the  fleeping  duft  arife. 
j.  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  faints  away, 
And  clears  the  honour  ofthy  word  : 
Awake,  our  fouls,  and  blefs  the  Lord. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.     47,  Sec.  Laji  Part, 
As  the  113th  Pfalm. 
Lifet  Death,  and  the  Refurre&ion. 

I  HT^HINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man, 

1         How  few  his  hours,  how  fhort  his  lpan  ! 
Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave  : 
Who  can  fecure  his  vital  breath 
Againft  the  bold  demands  of  death 
With  fkill  to  fly,  or  power  to  lave  ? 
&  Lord,  fhall  it  be  forever  ftu'd, 
(i  The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

"  For  ficknefs,  forrow  and  the  duft?'3 
Are  not  thy  fervants  day  by  day 
Sent  to  their  graves,  and  turn'd  to  clay  > 
Lord,  where's  thy  kindnefs  Mfhe  juft  r 

3  Haft  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  fon, 

And  all  his  feed  a  heavenly  crown  ?         * 
But  flefh  and  fenfe  indulge  difpair  j 

Forever  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 

That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 
And  find  aVfurrection  there. 

4  Forever  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  gives  his  faints  a  long  rewsrd, 

For  al!  their  toil,  reproach  and  pain  ; 
Xet  all  below,  and  all  above. 


156  P    S    A    L     M      XC 

Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love, 
And  each  repeat  their  loud  Arritn. 

Psalm     XC.  1—5  Firjl  Van. 
Man  Mortal^  and  GOD  Eternal. 

A  mournful  Song  at  a  Funeral. 
x>TpHRO'  every  age,  eternal  God, 

Thou  art  cur  reft,  our  fafe  abode  : 
High  was  thy  throne  ere  heaven  was  made, 
Or  earth  thy  humble  foot-flool  laid. 

a  Long  had'ft  thou  reign'd  cc  time  began, 
Or  duft  was  fafhion'd  to  a  man  ; 
And  long  thy  kingdom  fliall  endure 
When  earth  and  time  lhall  be  no  more. 

3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity  : 

Thy  dreadful  fentence,  Lord,  was  ju#, 
«  Return  ye  /inner s,  to  your  duft. 

4  [A  thou  fan  d  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thine  account, 
Likeyefterday's  departed  light  ; 
Or  the  laft  watch  of  ending  night. 

Pause. 
t  Death,  like  an  overflowing  firearm, 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  our  life's  a  dream  ; 
An  empty  tale  ;  a  morning  flower, 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  in  an  hour.] 

6  [Our  age  to  feventy  years  is  fet  ; 

How  mort  the  time !  how  trail  the  ftate  ! 
And  if  to  eighty  we  ?rrive,       _ 
We  rather  figh,  and  groan  than  live. 

7  But  oh  how  oft  thy  wrath  appears, 
And  cuts  off  our  expected  years  ! 
Thy  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dread 
We  fear  the  power  that  ftrikes  us  dead.  J 

3  Teach  us  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man  ; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  the  fpan, 
'Till  a  wife  care  of  piety 
Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 


PSALM      XC.  i57 

Psalm     XC,  r— 5  Fhjl  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Man  Frail  and  God  Eternal. 

1  A*\^R  God,  our  help  in  ages  pair, 
V^/  Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  fhelter  from  the  dormy  blaft, 

And  our  eternal  home. 

2  Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  throne 

Thy  faints  have  dwelt  fecure  ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  my  defence  is  fure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  ftood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 
From  everlafting  thou  art  God, 
To  endlefs  years  the  fame. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flcfh  to  dud, 

Retu>n  ye  fons  of  men  ; 
All  nations  rofe  from  earth  at  firft, 
And  turn  to  e?rth  again. 

5  A  thoufand  ages  in  thy  fight. 

Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rifing  dawn. 

6  [The  bufy  tribes  of  flefh  and  bloc  ^ 

With  all  their  lives  and  cares, 
Are  carried  downwards  by  the  flood, 
And  loft  in  following  years. 

7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  dream, 

Bears  all  its  fons  away  ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  drears 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 
3  Like  flowery  fields  the  nations  fraud 
Pleas'd  with  the  morning  light  5 
The  flowers  beneath  the  mower's  hand 
Lie  withering  ere  'tis  night. 
9  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  pad, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Q      I 


X53  F    S     A     L     M      XC. 

Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  laft, 

And  our  eternal  home. 
Psalm  XC.  8,  n,  2,10,12.    Second  Part. 
Common  Metre.  t 

Infinities  and  Mortality  the  effetl  of  fin  ;  or,    Life,   <M 
Age,  and  Preparation  for  Death. 

1  T     ORD,  if  thine  eyes  furvey  our  faults, 

1   j     And  juftice  grow  fevere, 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 

2  Thine  angers  turns  our  frame  to  duft  ; 

By  one  offence  to  thee, 
Mam,  with  all  his  fons,  have  loft 
Their  immortality. 

3  Life,  like  a  vain  amufement  flics, 

A  fable  or  a  fong  ; 
By  fwift  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 
±  'Tis  but  a  few  whofe  days  amount 
To  three  fcore  years  and  ten  ; 
And  all  beyond  that  fhort  account 
Is  forrow,  toil,  and  pain. 
t   [Our  vitals  with  laborious  ftrife 
Bear  up  the  crazy  load, 
And  drag  thefe  poor  remains  of  life 
Along  the  tirefome  road. 

6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  love, 

And  not  thy  wrath  alone  ; 

Oh  let  our  fweefexperince  prove 

The   mercies  of  thy  thi  one. 

7  Our  fouls  would  learn  the  heavenly  art 

T'  improve  the  hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  aft  the  wifer  part, 
And  live  beyond  the  grave. 

P  s  A  L   M     XC.     Ver.  13,  &c.     Third  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Breathing  after  Heaven. 
I  T>  ETURN,  O  God  of  love,  return  ; 
J^     Earth  is  a  tirefome  place  : 


.PSALM      XC.  XCI.  159 

Kow  long  (hall  we  thy  children  mourn 
Ouf  abfence  from  thy  face  ? 
t  Let  heaven  fucceed  our  painful  yearS| 
Let  fin  and  forrow  ceafe, 
And  in  proportion  to  our  tears 
So  make  our  joys  increafe. 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  fervr.nts  (how, 

Make  thy  own  work  complete  ; 
Then  ihall  our  fouls  thy  glory  know, 
And  own  thy  love  was  great. 

4  Then  (hall  we  fhine  before  thy  throne 

In  all  thy  beauty,  Lord  ; 
And  the  poor  fervice  wc  had  done 
Meet  a  divine  reward. 
Psalm     XC.     Vcr.  5,     10,    U,   Short  Metre. 

The  Fruity  and  Shafttiefs  of  Life* 
I    X     ORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 
[    j  Is  this  our  mortal  name  ! 
Our  life  how  peer  a  trine  tfo. 
That  fcarce  delerves  the  name  ! 
Z  Abs,  the  brittle  clay 

That  built  our  body  fipft  ! 
And  every  month  and  every  day, 
'Tis  mouldering  back  to  duft. 

3  Our  moments  fly  apace. 

Our  feeble  powers  decay, 
Swift  as  a  flood  our  hafty  days 
Ave  fweeping  us  away. 

4  Yet,  if  our  days  rauft  fly, 

We'll  keep  their  end  in  fight, 
We'll  fper.d  them  all  in  wifdorn's  way, 
And  let  them  fpeed  their  flight. 

5  They'll  waft  us  fooner  o'er 

This  life's  tempeituous  fea  ; 
Soon  we  ihall  react,  the  peaceful  fhc-.e 
Of  blefr  eternity. 

Psalm     XCI.  1—7  Fhji  Tart, 
Safety  ancL.-public  Difeafet  and  Danger  %. 
1    TJE  that  hath  made  hi.  refuge  God, 
X  X     S-1^11  fad  a  &°R  fecvure  abode  ; 


z6o  PSALM       XCI. 

Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  made, 
And  there  at  night  fhall  reft  his  head. 

a  Then  will  I  fay,  "  my  God,  thy  power 
"  Shall  be  my  fortrefs  and  my  tower  : 
•'•  I  that  am  form'd  of  feeble  daft 
"  Make  thine  Almighty  arm  my  truft."" 

3  Thrice  happy  man  !  thy  Maker's  care 
Shall  keep  the  from  the  fowler's  fnare  ; 
From  Satan's  wiles,  who  ftill  betrays 
Unguarded  fouls  a  thoufand  ways. 

a  Juft  as  a  hen  protects  her  brood, 

From  birds  of  prey  that  feek  their  blood, 
The  Lord  his  faithful  fains  fhall  guard, 
And  endlefs  life  be  their  reward. 

5  IT  burning  beams  of  noon  confpire 
To  dart  apfftilentisl  fire  ; 

God  is  their  life,  his  wings  v.rz  fpr=:>.d 
To  fhield  them  with  a  healthful  (hade. 

6  If  vapours  with  malignant  breach 

Rife  thick,  and  fcatter  midnight  death,. 
Ifrael  is  fafe  :  the  pwifoned  air 
Grows  pure,  if  Ifrael' s  God  be  there. 


7  What  though  a  thoufandat  thy  fide, 
Around  thy  path  ten  thoufand  dy'd, 
Thy  God  his  chofen  people  faves 
Amongft  the  dead,  amidft  the  graves. 

8  So  when  he  fent  his  angel  down 

To  make  his  wrath  in  Egyft  known. 
And  flew  their  fons,  his  careful  eye 
Paft  all  the  doors  of  Jacob  by. 

9  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  fwerd, 
Receive  commilTion  from  the  Lord, 
To  ftrike  his  faints  among  the  rell, 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  aie  Heft. 

io  The  fword,  the  pcftilence,  or  fire 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  belt  defire  ; 
From  fins  and  forrows  fetthem  fr«e, 
And  bring  thy  children,   Lord,  to  tb.ee 


PSALM       XCI.  x«i 

Psalm     XCI.     9—16.     Secotid  Part. 

Pr9.\:J!iifrom  Death,   Guard   of  Angels^    JlSiy    at  J 
Deliverance. 

1  T7E  fous  of  men,  a  feeble  ra-e, 

JL       Expos'd  to  every  fnare, 
Come  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling  plac^, 
And  try,  and  truft  his  care. 

2  No  ill  mall  enter  where  you  dwell ; 

Or  if  the  plague  come  nigh, 
And  lweep  the  wicked  down  to  hell, 
'Twill  raife  the  faints  on  high. 

3  He'll  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 

Your  feet  in  all  their  ways  ; 
To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  flcep, 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 

4  Their  hands  mail  bear  you,  left  you  fall 

And  dam  agaiml  the  ftones  ; 

Are  they  not  lervants  at  his  call, 

And  lent  t'  attend  his  fons  ? 

5  Adders  and  lions  ye  Ihall  tread  ; 

The   en.pter's  wiles  defe?.t: 
He  that  hath  broke  the  ftrpent's  head  * 

Puts  him  beneath  your  iszt. 

i  "  Becaufe  on  me  they  let  their  love, 
"  l'lifave  them  (faith  the  Lord  j) 
"  I'll  bear  their  joyful  fouls  above  7 

"  Deftruction  and  the  fword. 

7  •  My  grace  fhallanfwer  when  they  call, 

"  In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh: 
"  My  power  mail  help  them  when  they  fail, 
'•'  And  raife  them  when  they  die. 

8  "  Thofe  that  on  earth  my  name  have  known. : 

"  I'll  honour  them  in  heaven  ;  \ 

•'  There  my  falvation  fkall  be  mown, 
M  Aud  eudiefs  life  be  giveny' 

C  z 


x6i  PS     A     L     M       XCII. 

Psalm     XCII.  Firjl  $mt. 
A  Pfalm  for  the  Lord's  Day 

1  Q  WEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
fcj  To  praife  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  fing, 
To  mew  thy  love  by  morning  light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  facied  reft, 

No  mortal  care  (hall  feize  my  breaft, 
Oh  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  folemn  found. 

3  My  heart  (hall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  blefs  his  works,  and  blefs  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace  how  bright  they  fhine  ! 
How  deep  thy  counfels  !   how  divine  ! 

a  Fools  never  raife  their  thoughts  fo  high  ; 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die  ; 
Like  grafs  they  flour ifh,  'till  thy  breath 
Blaft  them  in  evcrlalting  death. 

$  But  I  fhall  fhare  a  glorious  part 
When  grace  hath  well  refm'd  my  heart, 
And  frefh  fupplies  of  joy  are  (hed 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

6  Sin  (my  wont  enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more  : 
My  inward  foes  fhall  all  be  flain, 
Nor  fatan  break  my  peace  again. 

7  Then  fhall  I  fee  and  hear  and  know 
All  I  deiir'd,  cr  wilh'd  below  ; 
And  every  power  find  fweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

Psalm     XCII.  x&.  ife.tff*  Svut&t**- 
The  Church  is  the  Garden  of  God. 
j   T"     ORD,  'tis  a  pleafant  thing  to  ftand 
I  ^  In  gardens  planted  by  thine  hand ; 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  feen 
Like  a  young  cedar,  frefh  and  green. 
2  There  grow  thy  faints  in  faith  and  love, 
Bleft  with  thine  influence  from  above  ; 


PSALM      XCHI,  16?, 

Not  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees 
Yields  fuch  a  comely  fight  as  thefe. 

3  The  plants  of  grace  i'nall  ever  live  ; 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  muft  thrive) 
Time,  that  doth  all  things  elfe  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flpurilh  ftrong  and  fair. 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age  they  fhew, 
The  Lord  is  holy  juft  and  true  ; 
None  that  attend  his  gates  mall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

Psalm  XCIII.  lit  Metre.     As  the  100th  Pfalm. 
The  Eternal  and  the  Sovereign  God. 
I    TEEOVAH  reigns :  he  dwells  in  light, 
J    Girded  with  majefty  and  might  : 
The  world  created  by  his  hands 
Still  on  its  firit  foundation  ftands. 

%  But  ere  this  fpaclous  workl  was  mads 
Or  had  its  firft  foundation  laid, 
Thy  throne  eternal  ages  ftood,. 
Thyfelf  the  ever-living  God. 

3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rtfe, 
And  aim  their  rage  againft  the  Ikies, 
Vain  floods,  that  aim  their  rage  fo  high  . 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  Forever  fhall  thy  throne  endure  ; 
Thy  promife  (land  forever  fure  ; 
And  everlaltiug  holinefs 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 

Psalm     XCIIL    ad   Metre.     As  the  old  50th 

Pfalm. 
i  T^HE  God  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
X       His  robes  oi  ftate  are  ftrength  and  majefty: 
This  wide  creation  rofe  at  his  command, 
Built  by  his  word  and  'ftablifiYd'  by  his  hand. 
Long  ftood  his  throne  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  godhead  is  the  firm  foundation. 
a  God  is  th'  eternal  King  :  Thy  foes  in  vain 
Raife  their  rebellions  to  eppofe  thy  reign ; 


164  PSALM       XCIII. 

In  vain  the  ftorms,  in  vain  the  floods  arife, 
And  roar,  and  tofs  their  waves  againft  the  flcies  ; 
Foaming  at  heaven  they  rage  with  wild  commotion, 
But  heaven's  high  arches  (corn  the  fuelling  ocean. 

3  Ye  tempefls  rage  no  more  ;  ye  floods  be  ftill, 
And  the  mad  world  fubmiiTive  to  his  will  : 
Built  on  his  truth  his  church  muft  ever  ftand  ; 
Firm  are  his  promifes,  and  ftrong  his  hand  ; 
See  his  own  fons,  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  foot-ftool,  and  with  fear  adore  him. 

Psalm     XCIII.     3d  Metre. 

As  the  old  I2zd  Pfalm. 

1  np^HE  Lord  y^oW  reigns, 

J^       And  royal  ftate  maintains, 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crown'd  ; 

Array'd  in  robes  of  light, 

Begirt  with  fovereign  might, 
And  rays  of  majefty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands 

The  world  fecurely  ftands, 
And  ikies  and  ftars  obey  thy  word  \ 

Thy  throve  was  fixt  on  high 

Ere  ftars  adom'd  the  fky  : 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  }n  vain  the  noify  croud, 

Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 
Againft  thine  empire  rage  and  roar  ; 

In  vain  with  angry  fpite 

The  furly  nations  fight, 
And  dafh  like  waves  againft  the  ftiorc. 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 

And  all  their  power  engage, 
Let  fwelling  tides  aflault  the  fky  j 

The  terrors  of  thy  frown 

Shall  beat  their  madnefs  down  ; 
Thy  throne  forever  ftands  on  high, 

5  Thy  promifes  are  true, 

Thy  grace  is  ever  new. 


PSALM       XCIV.  165 

There  fix'd  thy  church  fhall  ne'er  remove  ; 

Thy  faints  with  ho!y  fear 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  fmg  thine  everlafting  love. 

Repeat  the  fourth  Stanza  to  compete  th?  Tune. 

Psalm     XCIV.  1,  2,  7~i4-  ¥irfi  Fart- 

Saints  chaftifed,  and    Sinner*    dcfiroyed  ;   or,    LifruSive 

jljjiitiions. 
x  /""^  God  !  to  whom  revenge  belongs, 
\,  *r  Proclaim  thy  wath  aloud  ; 
Le.    £/arcign  power  redrefs  our  wrongs, 
i><  juitice  fmite  the  proud. 

2  T'  -Y  fay;"   ?/*e  Lord  nor  fees  nor  heart  j" 
When  will  the  vain  be  wife  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  ears  ? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their-cyes  ? 
j  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  are  vain* 
And  they  mail  feel  his  power  ; 
His  wrath  fhall  pierce  their  fouls  with  pain 
In  fome  furpvifing  hour. 

4  But  if  thy  faints  deferve  rebuke, 

Thou  haft  a  gentler  road  ; 
Thy  providence,  thy  facred  book 
Shall  make  them  know  their  God. 

5  Bleft  is  the  man  thy  hands  chaftife, 

And  to  his  duty. draw  : 
Thy  fcourges  make  thy  children  wife 
When  they  forget  thy  law. 

6  But  God  will  ne'er  caft  off  hi*  faints, 

Nor  his  own  promife  break  5 
He-pardons  his  inheritance 

For  their  Redeemer's  fake. 
Psalm     XCIV.  ver.  16—23.  Second  Part. 
God  our  Support   arid   Gomfort  ;  or    Deliverance  from 
Temptation  aud  Yerjecuiion. 

1   TT7H0  will  Wife  and  plead  my  right 
W       Againftmy  numerous  foes  > 


i66  PSALM      XCV. 

While  earth  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
And  ill  my  hcpes  oppofe. 

2  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  rock,  my  help, 

Suftain'd  my  fainting  head  ; 
My  life  had  now  in  filence  dwelt, 
My  foul  amongft  the  dead. 

3  Al*s,  my  Jliding  feet  !  I  cry'd, 

Thy  promife  bore  me  up, 
Thy  grace  ftood  conftant  by  my  fide, 
And  rais'd  my  finking  hope. 

4  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts^ 

Within  my  bofora  roll, 
Thy  boundlefs  love  forgives  my  faults, 
Thy  comforts  cheer  my  foul. 

5  Powers  of  iniquity  may  rife, 

And  frame  pernicious  laws  ; 
But  God  my  refuge  rules  the  ikies, 
He  will  defend  sty  cau-fe. 

6  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud, 

Let  bold  blafphemers  feoff  ; 
The  Lord  our  God  (hall  judge  the  proud, 
And  cut  the  finners  ofF, 

Psalm     XCV.    Common  Metre. 
A  Pfahn  before  fr^cr. 

1  OING  to  the  Lord,  Jtfovah's    name, 
l3  Ancl  in  his  ftrength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  falvation  is  our  theme, 

Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  fight, 

And  pfalms  of  honour  fing  ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundlefs  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 

How  mean  their  natures  feem, 

Thofe  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below, 

When  once  co.npar'd  with  him. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 

Lies  in  his  lpadous  hand  ; 


PSALM      XCV.  J«7 

He  fix'd  the  feas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  muft  ftand. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  fouls  adore, 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face  ; 
Oh  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace  ! 

6  Now  is  the  time,  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  requeft  ; 
Come,  left  he  rouze  his  wrath,  and  fwear. 
H   Yejhall  not  fee  my  rejl." 

Psalm     XCV.     Short  Metre. 
A  Pfalm  before  Sermon. 

j  V^tOME,  found  his  praife  abroad, 
^^  And  hymns  of  glory  fing  : 
Jehovah  is  the  fovereign  God, 
The  univerfal  King. 

z  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown  ; 
He  gave  the  feas  their  bound  ; 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  folid  ground. 

:  3  Come,  worfhip,  at  his  throne, 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ;    . 
We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own  j 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To  day  attend  his  voice, 

Ncr  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  ears  refufe 

The  language  of  his  grace, 
And  hearts  grow  hard  like  ftubborn  Jews 
That  unbelieving  race. 

•6  The  Lord,  in  veng*3nce  dreft 
Will  lift  his  hand  and  fwear, 
"   You  that  defpife  my  promii'd  reji, 
Shall  have  no  -portion  there'* 


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PSALM      XCV.  XCVI. 


r  S  A  L"l    X?Y;  z  Ij  -  3,  *-».  Long  Mc 
6"M  A^  '*"»**  K*//«f  ;   or,  a  Warning  to  delay 

Singers. 

x  /^lOME  let  our  voices  join  to  raife 

\^/  A  facred  fong  cf  folemn  praife  ; 

God  is  a  fovereign  King  ;   rehearfc 

H;s  honour  in  exalted  verfc. 
t  Come,  Jet  our  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord, 

Who  frara'dour  natures  with  his  word, 

He  is  our  fhepherd  ;  we  the  fheep 

His  mercy  chofe,  his  pailures  keep. 
j  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 

The  counfels  of  his  love  obev, 

Nor  let  our  hsrden'd  hearts  renew 

The  fins  and  plagues  that  Ifrael  knew. 

4  Ifraei,  that  faw  his  works  of  grace 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  face  ; 
A  faithlefs  unbelieving  brood, 
That  tir*d  the  patience  ©f  their  God. 

5  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  «  Howfalfg  they  pr« 
"   Fcrget  my  power,  abufc  my  ki>e  ; 
M   Since  they  defpife  myref},  If  wear, 
M    Their  feet  Jhall  never  enter  there. " 

5   [Look  back,  my  foul,  with  holy  dread, 

And  viewthofe  ancient  rebels  dead  ; 

Attend  the  offer'd  giace  to  day, 

Nor  lofe  the  bleflings  by  delay. 
7  Seize  the  kind  prornife  while  it- waits, 

And  march  to  Zian's  heavenly  gates  ; 

Eelieve,  and  take  the  promts 'd  re  It, 

Obey,  and  be  forever  bleft.] 

Psalm     XCVI'  z,  io,  &fc.  Common  Met*-. 
Chrift 's  firfi  and  fecond  Coming. 

I    QING  to  the  Lord,  yc  diftant  lands, 
O  Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue  ; 
His  new  difcover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  foag. 
a  Say  to  the  nations,  Jefus  reigns, 
God's  own  almighty  Son  ; 


-ii>e 


psalm     xcvir.  m 

vti;  power  the  inking  world  fuftai:»s, 

"    And  grace  furrounds  his  throne^ 
-  LcC  heaven  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 
J        Toy  through  the  earth  be  feen; 

Let  cities  feinc  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  \fi  cheeriul  green. 

4  The  joyous  earth,  tho  bending  f.^er 

His  glorious  train  difplay  ;     _ 
Ye  mountains  fink,  ye  valhes  wfe, 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way, 

5  Behold  he  comes,  he  come  to  Ufcfi 

The  nations  as  their  God  ; 
To  (hew  the  world  his  righteoufne.s 
And  fend  his  truth  abroad. 

6  His  voice  fhall  raife  the  (limbering  dsady 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near  ; 
But  how  will  guilty  nations  dread, 
To  fee  their  Tudge  appear  ! 
Psalm   "XCVII.     As  the  113th  Pfalm. 
The  God  of  the  G entile*. 
I   IT    ET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raife, 
\   j  To  frog  thechoiceft  pfalm  of  praife, 
ro  frog  and  blefs  J  kwai's  name  : 
His  glory  let  the  heathens  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  fhow, 
And  all  his  faying  works  proclaim. 


The  heathens  know  thy  glory,  Lord, 
The  wondering  nations  read  thy  word, 

But  here  Jehovah's  name  is  known  ; 

Nor  (hall  our  worfhip  e'er  be  paid 
To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  made.; 

Our  maker  is  our  God  alone. 

He  fram'dthe  globe,  he  built  the  iky, 
Hz  made  the  fhining  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there  ; 
His  beams  are  majefty  and  lights 
His  beauties  how  divinely  bright  ! 

His  temple  how  divinely  fair  1 
P 


*?•  PSALM      XCVII. 

4  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  ihall  teel  his  living  power, 

And  barbarous  nations  fear  his  name  ; 
Then  malt  the  race  of  men  confefs 
The  beauty  of  his  holinefs, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 
Psalm     XCVII.   1—5.     Firji  Part. 
Chriji  reigning  in  Heaven,  and  coming  to  Judgment. 

1  T  TE  rcigns ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 
jLX   Pi'aife  him  in  evangelic  ft rains  : 

Let  the  whole  earth  in  fongs  rejoice, 
And  diftant  iflands  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  connfels  and  unknown  ;  * 
But  grace  and  truth  fupport  his  throne  ; 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  ways  furround  : 
Juftice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo,  he  comes, 
Shakes  the  wide  earth  and  cleaves  the  tombs, 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire, 

The  mountains  melt,  the  Teas  retire. 

4  His  enemies  with  fore  difmay, 

Fly  from  the  fight,  and  Ihun  the  day  ; 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  faints,  on  high, 
And  fing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

Psalm     XCVII.     6—9.     Second  Part. 
ChriJFs  Incarnation.       _.;■*" 

1   r  I  ^HE  Lord  is  come  ;   the  heavens  proclaim 
1         His  birth  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name  ; 
An  unknown  ftar  direcls  the  road 
Of  Eajh-n  fages  to  their  God. 

a  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  flues, 
Go,  worihip  where  the  Saviour  lies: 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Thofe  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below. 

-et  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 
Aidtkcir  own  worfhippers  confound: 
"  it  Zion  Ihall  his  glories  fing, 
Md  earth  confefs  her  fovereign  King, 


PSALM      XCV1I.  *7J 

Psalm     XCVII.     Third  Fart. 
Grace  and  Chry. 
!  r*T^H'   Almighty  reigns  exalted  high 

O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  fky  ; 
Though  clouds  and  darknefs  veil  his  feet, 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy  feat, 
j   O  ye  that  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  every  work  of  fin  and  fhame  : 
He  guards  the  fouls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  fnares  of  hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  faints  in  darknefs  fown  : 
Thofe  glorious  feeds  fhall  fpring  and  rife, 
And  the  bright  harveft  biefs  our1  eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
The  facred  honours  of  the  Lord  ; 
None  but  the  foul  that  feels  his  grace 
Can  triumph  in  his  holinefs. 

Psalm     XCVII.   3>  5~ 7>   Ir-    Corn-  Metre- 
Chriji's  Incarnation  and  the  loft  Judgment. 

I    T     ET  earth,  with  every  ifle  and  fea 
[    j  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns  : 
His  word  like  fire  prepares  his  way, 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 

Z  His  pre  fence  finks  the  proudeft  hills, 
And  makes  the  vailies  rife  ; 
The  humble  foul  enjoys  his  fmiles, 
The  haughty  finner  dies. 

3  The  heavens  his  rightful  power  proclaim  ; 

The  idol  gods  around 
Fill  their  own  worfhippers  with  fhame, 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 

4  Adoring  angels  at  his  birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known  ; 
Thus  fhall  he  come  to  judge  the  eaith, 
And  angels  guard  his  throne. 

5  His  foes  fhall  tremble  at  his  fight, 

And  hills  and  fcas  retire  : 


;7z  PSALM       XCV11L 

His  children  take  their  unknown  flight,. 
And  leave  the  world  in  fire. 

6  The  feeds  of  joy  and  glory  fown 
For  faints  in  darknefs  here, 
Shall  rife  and  fpring  in  worlds  unknown, 
And  a  rich  harvcft  bear. 

Psalm     CXVIII.     Firji  Tart. 
Praife  for  the   Go/pel. 
j  fTpo  our  almighty  Maker,  God, 
J^     New  honours  be  addrefs'd  ; 
His  great  falvation  fhines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  bleft . 

2  To  Abraham  firff  he  fpckc  the  word. 

And  taught  his  numerous  race  ; 
The  Gentiles  own  h:m  fovereign  Lori> 
And  learn  to  truft  his  grace. 

3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim 

With  all  their  different  tongues  ; 
And  fpread  the  honour  of  his  name 
In  melody  and  fongs. 

Psalm     XCVIII.     Second  Tart, 
Vie  MeJJiafis  Caning  and  Kingdom. 
\    TOY  to  the  world  ;   the  Lord  is  come  ; 
■    Let  earth  receive  her  King  : 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  fmg. 
Z  Joy  to  the  earth,  the  ov/iour  reigns  ; 
Let  men  their  fongs  employ  ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  founding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  fins  and  forrows  gnow, 

N«>r  thorns  infeft  the  ground  ; 
Ke  comes  to  make  his  WriTwgs  rlow,. 
Far  as  the  curfe  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  tr.ith  snd  grr.ee, 

And  makes  the  natrons  prove 
The  glories  of  his  r'ghteoufnefs, 
And  '.venders  of  his  love. 


PSALM       XCIX.  17: 

P   s.A   L    m      XCIX.      Firfi  Part. 
ChriJPs  Ki.-.gdom  tmd\Aleu'(/ty, 

1  r-p^HE  God  Jehovah  reigns, 

\         Let  all  the  n  ttiens  fear  ; 

Let  Tinners  tremble  at  his  throne. 

And  faints  be  humble  there. 

2  Jefus  the  Saviour  reigns, 

Let  earth  adore  its  Lord  ; 
Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  fiund, 
Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 

3  In  Z/on  Hands  his  throne, 

His  honours  are  divine, 
His  church  (hall  make  I* is  wonders  known5 
F»r  there  his  glories  fhine, 

4  Row  holy  is  his  name  ? 

How  terrible  his  praife  1 
Juftice  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 
In  all  his  works  of  grace. 

Psalm     XCIX.     Second  Part. 
*$ho!y  G&d  ivorJJiitped  with  Reverence, 
1  T^X^ALT  the  Lord  our  God, 
jL_Lfu&n4  wprihip  at  his  feet  ; 
His  nwfwe-is'ali  holinefs, 
And  mercy  is  Jiis  feat. 

a  When  Ifrael  was^i's.  church. 
When  Aaron  was  his  prieft, 
When  Mofes  cry'd,  when  Samuel  przy'd, 
He  gave  his  people  reft. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  fins  ; 

Nor  wouM  deftroy  their  race  ; 
And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known? 
When  they  abuslcl  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whofe  grace  is  ftill  the  fame  ; 
Still  he's  a  God  of  holinefs, 
And  jealous  for  his  name, . 
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i74  P     S     A     L     M      C. 

I*   s   A   L    M      C.     Firft .Metre.     Jl  plain  Tt (inflation 
.Praife  to  cur  Creator. 

1  ~\TE  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice. 

JL      Before  the  Lord,  your  fovereign  King  ; 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice, 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  fing. 
a  The  Lord  is  God  ;   'tis  he  alone 
Doth  life  and  breath,  and  being  give  : 
We  are  his  work.,  and  not  our  own  ; 
The  iheep  that  in  his  pattures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  fongs  of  joy, 
With  praites  to  hfc  courts  repair  ; 
And  make  it  yoiS  divine  employ 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honours  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  fajLord  is  kind, 
Great  is  his  grace,  h»M(te&y  *-trc  : 
And  the  whole  race  offgPTfoall  mid 
His  truth  from  age  to  a^rcndura... 
Psalm     C.    Second*  Metre.    A  Paraphrafe, 

r  TJEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
J3  Ye  nations,  bow  with  facred  joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  deftroy. 

2  His  fovereign  power  without  our  aid 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  : 

And  when  like  wandering  fheep  we  ftray'd, 

He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 
i  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 

Our  fouls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame  : 

What  lafting  honours  (hall  we  rear, 

Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 
4  We'll  croud  thy  gates  with  thankful  fongs. 

High  as  the  heaven,  our  voices  raife. 

And  earth  with  her  ten  thoufand  tongues, 

Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praife, 
<•  Wide  as  the  world  b  thy  command 

Vaft  as  eternity  thy  love  ! 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  rauft  ftand, 
"  When  rolling  yeaiS  frail  ccafc  to  move, 


PSALM      CI.  *7$ 

_P  s  a  l   m     CI.     Lor.g  Metre. 
the  Magiftratfi  PJaha. 

MERCY  and  judgment  arc  my  fong, 
And  fince  they  both  to  thee  belong, 
gracious  God,  my  righteous  Kn%, 
"To  thee  my  fongs  and  vows  I  bring. 

2  It  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  fword, 

•  I'll  take  my  counfel  from  thy  word, 
rhyjuftice  and  thy  heavenly  grace, 
"Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  "Xet  vriidom-ali  my  a&ions  guide, 

And  let  my  God  with  me  refide  ; 

No  wicked  thing  rb.ail  dwell  with  me,    5 

Which  may  provoke  thy  jeatoufy. 

4  No  fons  of  Piandg^jj^d  ftrife 

The'haughty  W^3P'Wart  of  Prid" 
Within  my  doorj?fe«'atf'er  abide, 
t   [I'll  feareh  the  land  and  ralfe  the  juft 
To  pofts  of  honour,  wealth  and  trull  ; 
The  men  that  work  thy  holy  will 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  favourite  fun. J 

6  In  vain  fhall  firmer^  hope  to  rife 
By  flattering  or  malicious  lies  : 
Har,  while  the  innocent  I  guard,  ■ 
Shall  bold  offendersV'er  be  fpar'A 

7  The  impious  crew  (r'hat  factious  band) 
Shall  hide  their  heads,  or  quit  the  land  J 
And  all  that  break  the  public  reft, 
Where  I  have  power  lhall  be  fuppreft. 

Psalm     CI.     Common  Metre. 


A  Pfalm  for  a  Mafier  of  a  Family. 

F  juAice  and  of  grace  I  fing, 
^J    And  pay  my  God  my  vows, 
Thy  grace  and  juftice,  heavenly  King) 

Teach  me  to  rule  my  houfe. 
Now  to  my  tent,  O  God,  repair, 
And  make  thy  fcrvant  wife : 


o 


It*  P    S    A    L    M     cir. 

I'll  fufFer  nothing  near  me  there 
That  lhall  oifend  thine  eyes. 

3  The  man  that  doth  his  neighbour  wrong      ^M 

By  falfehojd  or  by  force,  gflP**^ 

The  fcornftkeye,.the  flanderous  tongue,  ~  v 

l'il  thruft  him  from  my  doors.  3        ■ 

4  I'll  feek  the  faithful  and  the  juft,  ^  -^ 

And  will  their  help  enjoy  ;  ^ 

Thefe  are  the  friends  thai  I  .(hall  truir,      V 
The  fenrants  I'll  employ. 
AThe  wretch  that  deals  in  fly  d«ccit:  J& 
*m       I'll  not  endure. a  night  ; 
The  li«s  tongue  I  ever  hate, 
And  panifli  from  my  fight. 
6  I'lL.purge  my  family  around, 

And  make  the  wicked  flee  ;  a 

6o  lball  my  houfe  be  ever  found  ' 

♦     A  dwelling  fit  fur  thee. 

Psalm.     CII.    1—13,20,21.     Fir/}  Pari. 
A  Prayer  of  the  articled. 
1  T  TEAR  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face/ 
XX.     Bat  anfwer,  left  I  die  : 
Haft  thou  not  built  a  throne  of  grace, 
To  hear  when  finnc*t  cry  ? 

2.  My  days  are  wafted  like  the  fmoke 
Diffolving  in  the  air  , 
My  ftrengrh  is  dry'd,  my  heart  is  brokc> 
And  finking  in  difpair. 

3  My  fpirits  flag  like  withering  graft 
Burnt  with  exceifive  heat  : 
In  fecret  groans  my  minutes  pats) 
And  I  forgot  to  eat. 

4.  As  on  fome  lonely  building's  top, 
The  fpanow  tells  her  moan, 
Far  from  the  Ctnts  of  joy  and. hope 
I  fit  and^rwvc  alone. 

S  My  foul  h  like  a  wildcrnefs, 

Where  beafts  of  midnight  howl  j 


P    S     A     L     M      Cir.  '77 

Where  the  fad  raven  finds  her.pbce, 
And  where  the  fcreaming  owl. 

fmal  thoughts  and  boding  fears 
1  jjfihv  troubled  breaft  ; 

foaqhes  wound  my  cars, 
rpixit  reft, 
Jgled  with  my  wo«s, 
_„  are  my  repaft  : 
r  bread  like  alh.es  grows 
"a-faht  to  my  taite. 
1q  'j^d  no  real  joy 
iliwm.  feel  thy  frown  ; 
ras  thy  Viand  advane'd  me  high, 
.nd  hath  caft  me  down. 
.  like  wilher'd  leaves  appear  ; 
Jgfc  declining  light 
fatfltas  evening-fhadows  are,- 
'hft  vanifh  into  night. 
to  But  thou  forever  art  the  fame, 
O  rny  eternal  God  ; 
Ages  to  come  fhall  know  thy  name, 
And  fpread  thy  works  abroad. 
i-i  Thou  wilt  arife,  and  mow  thy  facer 
Nor  will  my  Lord  delay, 
Beyond  th'  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
That  long  expected  day. 
ir  He  hears  his  faints,  he  knows  their  cry-, 
And  by  mifterious  ways,     ■ 
Redeems  the  prifoners,  doom'd  to  die, 
And  fills  their  tongues  withpraue. 
Psalm     CII.      13—21.     Second  Tart. 
Fra/e*  hear.',  and  Zionrefored 
,   T    ET  Zion.  and  her  fons  rejoice, 
[    j     Behold  the  promis'd  hour  : 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  vo:ce, 
And  conies  t'  exalt  his  power. 
Z  Her  dull  and  ruins  that  remain, 
Are  preciou-  in  our  eye*- » 


»?8  PSALM       CXI. 

Thofe  ruins  mall  be  built  again, 
And  all  that  duft  fliall  rife. 

3  The  Lord  will  raife  Jerufalem,  • 

And  ftand  in  glory  there  ; 
Nations  (hall  bow  before  his  nam*/-  \ 

And  kings  attend  with  fear. 

4  He  fits  a  fovereign  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes  : 
He  hears  the  dying  prifoners  groan, 
And  fees  their  fighs  arifc. 
3  He  frees  the  fouls  condemn'd  to  death, 
And  when  his  faints  complain, 
It  fhan't  be  faid,  «  That  praying  breath 
"  Was  ever  fpent  in  vain." 
•  This  fhall.be  known  when  we  are  dead, 
And  left  on  long  record  ; 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
And  truft,  and  praife  the  Lord. 
Psalm     CII.     23.-28.     Third  P*rr. 
Man's   mentality,    and  Chr/Jj's    eternity;   or,  Saints  di, 
but  ChriJ  and  the  Church  live. 

1  TT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand, 

X     Weakens  our  ffrength  amidft  the  raee  ; 
Difeafe  and  death  at  h'is  command 
Arreft  us,  and  cut  fhort  our  days. 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pr.^.y, 

Nor  let  our  fun  go  down  at  noon  ; 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  diy, 

And  muft  thy  children  die  fo  foon  ? 

3  Yet  in  the  midft  of  death  and  grief 

This  thought  our  fonowfliall  afluage  ; 
'*  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  ; 

"  Chrift  is  the  fame  through  every  age." 

4  'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 

Heaven  is  the  building  of  his  hand  ; 
This  earth  grows  old,  thefe  heavens  fhal!  fade  ; 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  ftarry  curtains  of  the  Iky 

Like  garments  (hall  be  laid  afide  : 


PSALM       CHI.  i7f 

!ut  ftill  thy  throne  llands  firm  and  higk, 

Thy  church  forever  muft  abide. 
►efore  thy  face  thy  church  (ball  live  ; 

And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reiga  ; 
"his  dying  world  mail  they  furvive, 
!   And  the  dead  faints  be  rais'd  again. 

a  x.  m     CIIJ.   1—7.     Thft  Part.  Long  Metre. 
Blejing  God  fir  kis    Goodnefi  to  Soul  and  Body, 

BLESS,  O  my  foui,  the  living-Cod, 
Call  heme  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad, 
,et  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
it  work  and  worship  fo  d. \  inc. 
lefs,  O  my  foul,  the  God  of  grace  ; 
lis  favours  claim  thy  tugheft  praife  : 
Vhy  mould  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
k  loft  in  filence,  and  forget  ? 
Tis  he,  my  foul,  that  fent  his  Son 
fo  die  for  crimes  which  thou  baft  done  : 
'[e  owns  the  ranfom,  and  forgives 
!'he  hourly  follies  of  our  lives, 
j'he  vices  cf  the  mind  he  heals, 
mi  cures  the  pans  that  nati#e  feels, 
Ledcems  the  foul  from  hell,  and  faves 
>ur  walling  life  from  threatening  graves. 
fur  youth  decay'd  his  power  repairs, 
(lis  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years  : 
\c  fills  our  ftore  with  every  good, 
.nd  feeds  our  fouls  with  heavenly  food, 
lie  fees  th'  oppreffcr  and  th'  opprefr, 

ten  gives  the  fufferers  reft : 
Bt  will  his  juftice  more  difplay 
1  t'ne  la:t  great  rewarding  day. 

His  power  he  fncw'dhy  Mofes'  hands, 
•nd  gave  to  Ifrael  his  commands  5 
ut  fat  his  truth  and  mercy  down 

'o  all  the  nations  by  his  Son.] 

et  the  whole  earth  his  power  confefs, 
et  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  ; 


xfc,  PSALM       Cin- 

The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  (hall  join 
In  work  and  worfhip  fo  divine. 
P  3  a  l  m.     CIII.    Second  Fart.     Long  Metre. 

•Crf:  gentle   Chajlifmcnt  \   cr  his  tender  Mercy,    to 

People. 
r  rpHE  Lord,  how  wondrous  arc  his  ways 

How  firm  his  truth  t  how  large  his  grar  - 
He  takes  his  meicy  for  his  throne, 
And  thence  he  make*  his  glories  known, 
l  Not  half  fo  high  his  power  hath  fpread 
The  ftarry  heavens  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praife, 
Exceeds  the  higheft  hopes  we  raife. 
3  Not  half  fo  far  hajh  nature  plac'd 
The  rifing  morning  from  the  wei\ 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes  : 
The  daily  guilt  of  thofe  he  loves. 
a  Hew  (low  his  awful  wrath  to  rife  \ 
'   On  fwifter  wings  falvation  flies ; 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
How  foon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  . 
•   \midrt  his  wrath  companion  mines ; 
J  His  ftrokes  are  lighter  than  our  fins  : 
And  while  his  rod  correas  his  faints, 
His  ear  indulges  their  complaints. 
i  So  lathers  their  young  fons  chafth'e, 
With  gentle  hands  and  melting  eyes : 
The  children  weep  beneath  the  fmart, 
And  move  the  pity  of  their  heart. 
Pause. 

7  The  mighty  God,  the  wife  and  juft. 
Knows  that  our  frame  is  feeble  duit; 
And  will  no  heavy  loads  impofe 
Beyond  the  ftrength  that  he  beftows. 

3  He  knows  how  foon  our  natirre  dies, 
Blafled  by  every  wind  that  flies  ; 
I  ike  grafs  *e  fpring,  and  die  as  foon, 
Or  morning  flowers  that  fade  at  neon. 


= 


PSALM      CIIL  »'■ 

9  But  his  eternal  love  is  furc 
"  To  all  the  faints,  and  fhall  endure  : 
From  age  to  age  his  truth  lhall  reign, 
Nor  children's  children  hope  in  vain. 
Psalm     CILI.     FhjiPart.     Sfeott  Mefce. 
Vraifcfor  Spiritual  and  Temporal  Mer  exs* 

z  f\H  blefs  the  Loid,  my  foul  1 
\J  Let  all  within  me  join. 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  blefs  his  name, 
Whofe  favours  are  divine. 
£  Oh  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul ; 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie, 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulnefs ; 
And  without  praifes  die. 
2  'Tishe  forgives  thy  fins, 
'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 
■Tis  lie  thar  heals  thy  Acknefles* 
And  makes  the  young  again. 

4  Ke  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  vanfom'd  from  the  grave  ; 

He  that  redeem' d  my  foul  from  hell 

Hath  fovereign  power  to  fave. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 

He  gives  the  fuiFerers  rr.fb  j 
The  Lord  hath  judgrrents  for  the  prouip 
And  juftice  for  th'  oppreft. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Mofes  known  ', 
But  fent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son/ 

Psalm     CIIL     I— iS.     Second  Pert. 
Short  Metre. 

Abounding  Combnjjlcn  of  God  ;  or,  Mercy  in  the,  nridjl  tf 

l  "|i   JTY  foul,  repeat  his  praife, 
J^X  Whofe  mercies  are  fo  great ; 
Whole  anger  is  fo  flow  to  life, 
So  ready  to  abate, 


*St  PSALM      CHI. 

%  .God  will  not  always  chide  ; 

And  when  his  ftrok.es  are  felt, 
His  ftrok.es  are  fewer  than  our  crimes. 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  rais'd 

.Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  higheft  thoughts  exceed. 

4  His  power  fubdues  our  fin»,] 

And  his  forgiving  love 
Far  as  the  eaft  is  from  the  weft, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

5  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

Tothofe  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  fuch  as  tender  parents  feel  ; 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 
$  He  knows  we  are  but  duft, 

Scatter'd  with  every  breath  : 
His  anger  like  arifing  wind 

Can  fend  us  fwift  to  death. 

7  Our  days  arc  as  the  grafs, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower  ! 
If  one  marp  blaft  fweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour, 
S  But  thy  companions,  Lord, 
To  endlefs  years  endure  ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promife  hire. 
Psalm     CHI.    15-**     Third  Tart.     Short  Metre. 
God's  univerfli  Scmimon  ?  or,  Mgeh  ?r*ife  tht  Lard- 
j  r-pUIE  Lord,  the  fovereign  King, 
Jl       Hath  fix'd  hi*  throne  on  high, 
O'er  all  the  heavenly  world  he  rules, 

And  all  beneath  the  iky.  / 

%  Ye  angels  great  in  might,. 
And  fwift  tods  his  will, 
Blefs  ve  the  Lord,  whofe  voice  ye  he», 
Whofe  pleafure  ya  fulfil. 


4 


PSALM      CIV.  X83 

Let  the  bright  hofts,  who  wait 
The  orders  of  their  King,   - 
And  guarf  his  churches  when  they  pray, 

Join  in  the  praife  they  Sugar 
While  all  his  wondrous  works, 

Through  his  vaft  kingdom,  lhew, 
Their  maker's  glory,  thou  my  foul, 
Shall  ling  his  graces  too. 

Psalm     CIV. 
Ike  Glory  of  God  in  Creation  and  Prcvidcr.cz 
j  -m  yf  Y  fou-1,  thy  great  Creator  praife  ; 
iVX  When  cloth'd  in  his  celeftial  rays, 
He  in  full  majefty  appears. 

And  Uke  a  robe  his  glory  wears.  . 

Note,  This  Pfalm  maybefungto  the  Tune  of  the  Old 
Tilth  or  izjtkPfa/m,  by  adding  tJiefe  two  Lines  to 
every  Stanzas  viz* 

Great  is  the  Lord  ;  what  tongue  can  frame 
An  equal  honour  to  his  name  > 
{ptherimfe  it  mujl  be fung  as  the  lOO'h  ?/*&*.] 
Z  The  heavens  are  for  his  curtains  fprcad  ; 
Th'  unfathom'd  deep  ke  raakos  his  bed  ; 
Clouds  are  his  chariot  when  he  flies 
On  winged  ftcrms  a-crofs  the  ikies. 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  breath  infpire;,. 
His  minifters,  are  flaming  fires  ; 

And  fwift  as  thought  their  armies  move 
To  bear  his  vengeance  or  his  love. 

4  The  world's  foundations  by  his  hand 
Are  pois'd  and  mall  forever  Sand  : 
He  binds  the  ocean  in  his  chairi, 
Left  it  ihould  drown  the  earth  again* 

c.  When  e;:rth  was  cover'd  with  the  Seed 
Which  high  above  the  mountains  ftood, 
He  thunder'd  and  the  ocean  iled, 
Conhn'd  to  its  appointed  bed. 

€  The  fwelling  billows  know  their  bound, 
And  in  their  channels  walk  thciff  round  ; 
Yet  thence  convey'd  by  fecret  veins, 
They  fpring  en  hills,  and  drench  the  plains. 


184.  PSALM     CIV. 

7  He  bids  the  chryfhal  fountains  flow, 
And  cheer  the  vallies  as  they  go  ; 
There  gentle  herds  their  thirft  allay, 
And  for  the  ftrcam  wildaffcs  bray. 

$  From  pleafant  trew  which  fhades  the  brink;- 
The  lat  k.  and  linnet  light  to  drink  ; 
Their  fongs  the  lark  and  linnet  raife, 
And  chide  our  filencc  in  his  praife. 
Pause       I. 

9  God  from  his  cloudy  ciftern  pours 

On  the  parch'd  earth  enriching  fhowcr»  j 
The  grove,  the  garden,  and  the  held, 
A  thoufand  joyful  blclungs  yield. 

*o  He  makes  the  grafiy  food  arife, 
And  gives  the  cattle  large  fupplies  ; 
With  herbs  for  man  of  various  power, 
To  nourifh  nature,  or  to  cure. 

!  1   What  noble  fruits  the  vines  produce  T 
The  olive  yields  a  pleafing  juice  ; 
Oar  hearts  are  cheer' d  with  generous  wine, 
His  gifts  proclaim  his  love  d.vine.. 

I z  His  bounteous  hands  our  table  fpread, 
He  fills  our  cheerful  fibres  with  bread  ; 
While  food  our  vital  ftrength  imparts, 
Let  daily  praiie  infpire  our  hearts. 
Pause     If. 

13  Behold  the  (lately  cedar  Hands 
Rais'd  in  the  forei>  by  hi',  hands  ; 
Biids  to  the  boughs  for  lheltcr  iiy, 
And  build  their  p.elts  lecure  on  high. 

14  To  craggy  hills  afcends  rle  goat  ; 
And  at  the  airy  mountain's  foot ; 

The  feebler  creatures  mike  their  cell  ;. 
He  gives  them  wlfdom  where  to  dwelt 

15  He  fets  the  fun  his  circling  race, 
Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  face  ; 
And  when  thick  darknefs  veils  the  dav, 
Calls  out  wild  beafts  to  hunt  their  . 

16  Fierce  lions  lead  their  young  abroad. 
And  roaring  afk  their  meat  from  ' 


P    S    A    L    M      CIV.  **5 

But  when  the  morning  beams  arife, 
The  favage  beaft  to  covert  flics. 
I     Then  man  to  daily  'labour  goes  ;_ 
The  night  was  made  for  bis  repofe  : 
Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  {Veet  relief 
From  tirefome  toil,  and  wailing  grief. 

18  How  ftrange  thy  works  !  how  great  thy  fkill- t 
While  every  land  thy  riches  fill  : 

Thy  wifdom  round  the  world  we  fee, 
This  fpacious  earlh  is  full  of  thee. 

19  Nor  le/s  thy  glories  in  the  deep, 
Where  nth  in  millions  fwim  and  creep,. 
With  wondrous  motions,  fwift  or  flow, 
Still  wandering  in  the  paths  bcJow. 

io  There  flv.ps  divide  their  watery  way,. 
And  flocks  of  fcaly  monilers  play  ; 
The  huge  Leviathan  refides, 
And  fearlefs  fports  amid  the  tide?. 
Pause     III. 

zi  Vaft  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord, 
All  nature  reits  upon  thy  word, 
And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  ftands, 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hands. 

2  2  While  each  receives  his  different  food, 
Their  cheerful  looks  pronounce  it  good  : 
Eagles  and  bears,  and  whales  and  worrru 
Rejoice  and  praife  in  different  form9. 

a  j  But  when  thy  face  is  hid  they  mourn, 
And  dying  to  their  duft  return  ; 
Both  man  and  beaft  their  fouls  refign  : 
Life,  breath  and  fpirit,  all  are  thine. 

24  Yet  thou  canft  breathe  on  duft  again, 
And  fill  the  world  with  beads  and  men  ; 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  waftes  of  time  and  death. 

25  His  works  the  wonders  of  his  might,, 
Are  honour'd  with  his  own  delight  - 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  ways  ! 
The  Led  is  dreadful 'in -his  praife.. 


O     3 


■^  P.    S    A    L    U.      CV* 

26  The  earthftands  trembling  at  thy  fli : 
And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  fmokc  : 
Yet  humble  fouls  may  fee  thy  L\cc, 
And  tell  their  wants  to  fovereign 'grace. 

27  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wifhes  meet, 
And  make  my  meditations  fwect  s   • 
Thy  praifes  ihall  my  breath  employ 
Till  it  expire  in  endlefs  joy. 

2  3  While  haughty  finners  die  accurfr, 
Their  glory  bury'd  with  their  dull:, 
I  to  my  God,  my  heavenly  King 
Immortal  Hallelujahs  fing. 

Psalm     CV.     Abridged. 
God's  cm&m  of  Ifrady  and  the  P /agues  of  Egy£t. 

J  (T^  iVE  thanks  to  God.  invoke  his  name, 
VT  And  tell  the  world  his  grace  ; 
Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 
That  all  may  feek  his  face. 

2  His  covenant  which  he  kept  in  mind 

For  numerous  ages  paft, 

To  numerous  ages  yet  behind 

In  equal  force  fhall  lail. 

3  Ee  fware  to  Abraham  and  his  feed, 

And  made  the  bleffing  fure  : 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promiferead, 
And  find  his  truth  endure. 

4  "  Thy  feed  ihall  make  all  nations  Weft, 

(Said  the  Almighty  voice) 
"  And  Canaan's  land  Ihall  ke  their  reft, 
"  The  type  of  heavenly  joys. 

5  (Hew  large  the  grant  !  how  rich  the  grace  \ 

To  give. them  Canaan's  land, 
When  they  were  Grangers  in  the  place, 
A  fmall  and  feeble  band  ! 

6  Like  pilgrims  through  the  countries  round 

Securely  they  remov'd  : 
And  haughty  kings  that  on  them  frown 'd 

Severely  he  reprov'd, 


PSALM      CV.  1S7 

7  "  Touch  mine  anointed,  and  mine  arm 
M  Shall  loon  avenge  the  wrong  : 
"  The  man  that  docs  my  prophets  harm 
"  Shall  know  their  God  is  ftrong." 
S   Then  let  the  world forbear  its  rage f 
Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  : 
IJrael  mujl  live  through  every  aget 
And.be  tJi    Almighty's  care. 

Pause     I. 
9  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  fainrs, 
And  thus  provok'd  their  God, 
Mofes  was  fent  at  their  complaints, 
Arm'd  with  his  dreadful  rod. 
;o  He  call'd  for  darknefs  :  darknefs  came 
Like  an  o'er  whelming  flood  ; 
He  turn'd  each  lake  and  every  ftream 
To  lakes  and  dreams  of  blood. 
II  He  gave  the  fign,  and  noifome  Hies 
Through  the  whole  country  fpread  j 
And  frogs  in  baleful  armies  rife 
About  the  monarch's  bed. 
IZ  Through  fields  and  tov.  na  and  palace! 
The  tenfold  vengeance  flew  ; 
Locufts  in  fwarms  devour'd  their  trees,. 
And  hail  their  cattle  flew. 
13  Then  by  an  Angel's  midnight  ftroke 
The  flower  of  Egyft  dy'd  ; 
The  ftrength  of  every  houfe  was  broke5 
Their  glory  and  their  pride. 
24  Now  let  the  world  forbear  its  ragef 
Nor  put  the  church  In  fear  ; 
Ijrael  mujl  live  through  every  aget 
And  be  thy  Almighty's  care. 

Pause     II, 
35  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  freed) 
And  left  the  hated  ground  5 
'Rich  v/ith  Egyptian  fpoils  they  fled, 
Nor  was  one  feeble  found. 
16  The  Lord  himfelf  chofe  out  their  way, 
And  marked  their  journies  right, 
Give  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  firey  guide  by  night. 


i8S  P    b    A    L    M      cvr. 

1 7  They  thirft  ;   and  waters  from  the  rock 

In  rich  abundance  flowj 
And  following  ftill  the  couric  they  took. 
Ran  all  the-  dciert  thl  1 

18  O  wondrous  ftream  !   O  blefled  type 

Of  ever-flowinj 
So  Ch.rilh  our  rock  m 
And  aids  ou 

19  Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almightj  hand, 

The  chofcn  tribes  po1 

C. :•:.:.:':  the  rich,  the  promis'd  land,. 

And  there  enjoy'd  their  reit. 

so  71  yt 

■  'Se> 

P  s  a  l  M    CVJE.  1—5.     FrrJIPart. 

rod  ;   or,  C:  .  :  |  S*h  .'. 

8  'TpO  Gcd,  the  great,  the  ever  hkit, 
I        Let  fongs  of  honour  be  addrefi ; 
His  mercy  firm  forever  lhinds  ; 
Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demand?, 

2  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways  ? 
Who  fhall  fulfil  thy  boundless  praife  r 
Bleft  are  the  fouls  that  fcax  thee  A 
And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 

3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  ykcoh's  race,  thy  chofcn  feed  ; 
And  with  the  fame  falvation  blefs 
The  meaneft  fuppliantof  thy  grace. 

4  Oh  may  I  fee  thy  tribes  rejoice. 

And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice  \ 
This  is  my  glory,  Lcrd,  to  be 
Join'd  to  thy  faints,  and  near  to  thee. 
FsALM   CVI.   Seecnd  Part.  wr.   7,  S,  12,   14,43,48. 

lfrarf  tur.ipiti   and  ftidotud ;   or,    Cad's  unck«ngtabli 
L*V€. 


G 


OD  of  eternal  love, 
How  fickle  a»e  our  ways  ! 


P    5    A    L    M      CVIL  *h 

Arid  yet  how  oft  aid  Ifrael  prove 

Thy  conftancy  of  grace  ! 
They  faw  thy  wonders  wrought, 

And  theo'tby  praife  they  fung  ; 
But  loon  thy  works  of  power  forgot* 

And  raurinur/Awitb  their  ton&ue. 

Now  they  believe  hisw. 

While  rocks  with  rivers  flow  ; 
Now  with  their  lufts  provoke  the  Lord, 
And  he  redae'd  them  low. 
t  Yet  when  they  mourn' J  their  faults, 
He  htarkcn'd  to  their  groans  ; 
Brought  his  own  covenant  to  his  thoughts, 
And  call'd  them  ltill  his  foiK. 

*  There  names  w<  »fc, 

Hs  fav'dthem  from  their  foe*  ; 
0ft  he  -  X  ne'er  forfoofc 

The  pcopk  that  he  chofe. 

6  Let  Ifrael  btefi  the  L 

Who  lov'd  their  ancient  nee  \ 
And  christians  join  thefrtemn  w«*i* 

/i«£«  to  all  the  v 

F    •     A    L    M       CVII.      Tltfi    Pari. 
Ifrael  led  to  Canaan,  and  Ckrijtiani  to  Heaver., 
3   f>\  IVE  thanks  to  God,  I 

\j  Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  w 

His  mercy  ages  pat  h? 

And  ages  long  to  come  fhall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lor  1 
The  wonders  of  his  grr.ee  record;; 
Ifrael,  ihc  nation  whom  he  cat 

An  J  refcued  fire  ''-;- 

3  [When  GoVs  ;•'.  "o!'£ 
Iheir  fetters  an< 

They  trae'd  the  defer*,  wandering  round 
A  wild  and  folitai 

4  There  they  could  find  !     'aI» 
Nor  :ity  Eoi  theji  fo'd"  •  >de  ; 


s*o  PSALM      CVIJ. 

Nor  food,  nor  fountain  to  aflfwage 
Their  burning  thirft,  or  hunger's  rage.] 

J  In  their  diftrefs  to  God  they  cry'd, 
God  was  their  faviour  and  their  guide  j 
He  led  their  wandering  march  around, 
And  brought  rheir  tribes  to  Canaan's  grour.4 

4  Thus  when  our  firft  releafe  we  gain 
From  fin's  old  yoke,  and  fatan's  chain, 
We  have  this,  defert  world  to  pafs, 
A  dangerous  and  a  tiiefoma  place. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way,, 
He  guides  our  footftcps  kit  we  dray^ 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 

%  Oh  let  the  faints  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works  !    how  kind  his  ways  ! 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 

Psalm     CVII.     Second  Part. 
Cor  regions  for  Sin,  and  releafe  by  P,  aye  r* 

2  TT'ROM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name, 
X1  _  God  and  his  grace  are  ftill  the  fame  ; 
He  nils  tlic  hungry  foul  with  food, 

And  feeds  the  poor  with  every  good. 
a   But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rife 
Againfl  the  God  that  rules  rhc  ikies  ;• 
If  they  reject  his  heavenly  urord, 
And  flight  the  courifds  of  the  Lord  : 

3  He'll  bring  their  fpirits  to  the  ground. 
And  no  deliverance  fhall  be  found  ; 
Laden  with  grief  they  wafte  their  breath 
In  darknefs  and  the  ihades  of  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries, 
He  makes  the  dawning  light  arife, 
And  fcatters  all  that  difmal  fliade 
That  hung  fo  heavy  round  their  head. 

5  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brafs  in  two, 
And  lets  the  fmiling  prifoners  thiough, 
Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  labouring  foul  relief. 


PSALM      CVIt  «S« 

6  Oh  may  the  fons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works  !  how  kind  his  wayi  \ 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 

Psalm     CVII.     Third  Part. 
Intemperance  f  unified  and  pardoned  ;    or,    a  Pfaim  for 

t  fit. Glut  ton  and  the  Drunkard. 
j  "T  TAIN  man  on  foolifh  pleafures  bent, 
y      Prepares  for  his  own  punilhmcnt  ■; 
What  pains,  what  loathfome  maladies 
From  luxury  and  luft  arife ! 

2  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  wafte  ; 
Yet  drowns  his  healtn  to  pleafe  his  tafte  .j 
JTill  all  his  active  powers  are  loft, 

And  fainting  life  draws  near  the  duft. 

3  The  glutton  groans,  and.loatbs  to  eat, 
His  foul  abhors  delicious  meet  x 
Mature  with  heavy  loads  oppreft 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  releas'd. 

4  Then  how  the  frighten'd  fijjners  fly 
To  God  for  help  withearneft  cry  ! 

He  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  their  breathy 
And  faves  them  from  approaching  dc3th, 

5  No  med'eines  could  effe<ft  the  cure 
So  quick,  fo  eafy,  or  fo  fecure  x 
The  deadly  fentence  God  repealsf 

He  fends  his  fovereign  word,  and  hea'li* 

6  Oh  may  the  fons  of  m*n  record 

The  wondrous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  let  their  thankful  offering  prove 
How  they  adore  their.  Maker's  love. 
Psalm     CVII.     Fourth   Part.    Long  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  Storms  and   Shipwreck  5  or,   the  Sea* 
.men's  Song. 

*  \\ yTOULD  you  behold  the  wo«ks  of  God, 
y  V       His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad. 
With  the  bold  mariner,  furvey 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  fea. 


19s  P    S    A    L    M      CVIL 

&  They  leave  their  native  fhores  behind, 
And  feize  the  favour  of  the  wind  ! 
'Till  God  commands,  and  tempers  rife 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  flues. 

3  Now  to  the  heavens  they  mount  amaui, 
Now  fink  to  dreadful  deeps  again  ; 
What  ftrange  affrights  young  failors  feel, 
And  like  a  ftaggering  drunkard  reel. 

4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Loft  to  all  hope,  to  God  they  cry  : 
His  mercy  hears  the  loud  addrefs, 
And  fends  falvation  in  diftrefs. 

5  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath -affuage, 
And  ftormy  tempefts  ceafe  to  rage  ; 
The  gladfome  train  their  fears  give  o'er, 
And  hail  with  joy  their  native  fhore. 

$  Oh  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodneTs  of  the  Lord  ! 
Let  them  their  private  offerings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  fing. 
Psalm    CVII.  Fourth  Part.    Common  Metre 

The  Mariner's   Vfalm. 
s  ry^HY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 
\_       That  rule  the  boiiterous  fea, 
The  fons  of  courage  fhall  record, 
Who  tempt  that  dangerous  way. 

a  At  thy  commands  the  winds  arife, 
And  fwell  the  towering  waves  ! 
The  men  aftoniih'd  mount  the  ikies, 
And  link  in  gaping  graves. 

3  [Again  they  climb  the  watery  hill?, 

And  plunge  in  deeps  again  ; 
Each  like  a  tottering  drunkard  reels, 
And  finds  his  courage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempeft  roar, 

They  pant  with  Buttering  breath  j 
And  hopeleft  of  the  diftant  fhore 
Expect  immediate  death.^ 


I 


p  .s  a  x.  m    cvn.  ■«■ 

r  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries 
He  hears  the  loud  requeft, 
And  orders  filence  through  the  flue:; 
And  lays  the  floods  to  reft. 

6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lofe  their  fears,. 

And  fee  the  ftorms  allay'd  ; 
Now  to  their  eves  the  port  appears  j 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 

7  'Tis  God  that  brings  them  fafe  to  land  j 

Let  ftupid  mortals  know, 
That  waves  are  under  his  command, 
And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 

1  Oh  that  the  fons  of  men  would  praife 

The  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  thofe  that  fee  thy  wondrous  ways 
Thy  wondrous  love  record. 

Psalm     CVII.     Ufi  Part, 
Colinie^  planted  ;  or,  Nations  bkji  and  punif-i&L 
3  TT  THEN  God,  provok'd  with  daring  crrrcM, 
\  V       Scourges  the  rnadnefs  of  the  times, 
He  turns  their  fields  to  barren  fand, 
And  dries  tbi  rivers  from  the  land. 

2  His  word  ean  nife  the  fprings  again, 
And  m.»ke  rhe  -ither'd  mountains  gree;:f 
Send  fliowery  bleffings  from  the  ikies  ; 
And  harveilj  in  the  defert  rife. 

3  [Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beafts  ofpr;y? 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 

He  bids  th'  oppreft  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

4  They  fow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  plant, 
Whofe  yearly  fruit  fupplies  their  want  ; 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  flocks, 
Their  wealth  increafes  with  their  flocks* 

5  Thus  they  are  breft  ;  but  if  they  fin, 
He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in, 

A  favage  crew  invades  their  lands, 
Their  princes  die  by  barbarous  hands. 
R 


1 


rH        P    S     A    L    M      CVIIT.  C1X 
5  Their  captive  fens?  cxpos'd  to  fcoin, 
Wander  unpity'd  and  forlorn  ; 
The  country  lies  unfene'd,  untill  d, 
And  defohtion  fpreads  the  Held. 
7  Yet  if  the  humbled  nations  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  : 
Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live. 
S  The  righteous  with  a  joyful  fenfc 
Admire  the  works  of  providence  ; 
And  tongues  ofatheifts  fhall  no  more, 
Blafpheme  the  God  that  faints  adore. 
.  How  few  with  piou<  care  record 
Thefe  wondrous  dealings  of  the  Lord  ! 
"Rut  wife  obfervers  ftill  ihall  H™ 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft  and  kind. 

p  s  -a  l  M     CVIII.    Common  Met*, 
A  Song  of  ?>  alfe. 
3      JL    WAKE,  my  foul,  to  found  his  praife, 
/\    Awake  my  harp  to. fing; 
fom  all  my  powers  the  fong  to  ra.fe, 
And  morning  incenfe  bung. 
2  Among  the  people  of  his  care, 

\nd  through  rhe  nations  round  ; 
Gladfongspfpraifewflllp* 
And  there  his  name  tefound. 
«  Be  thou  exalted,  O  mv  God, 
1       Above  the  ftarry  tram  j 

DifiMfe-tV  ,>cen'.road. 

And  teach  the  world  thy  reign. 

4  Somali  thy  chofen  fons  rejohe, 
And  thron?  thv  court?  above  , 

And  talk  redeeming 


p   s    A   1.   *l      CTM.    v,r.    I-S.   3T; 

Lw  to  T.nemUtfrom  the  ExamfU  of  Cht$. 

OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praifc, 

Th-  tr'-orv  is  mv  'ong; 
X^rh^r.er,  foe  .k.ga.nft  thy  grace 

With  a  blafpheming  tongue. 


G 


V    S     A    L    M      CX.  «96i 

»  When  '.n  the  form  of  mortal  maa 
Thy  Son  en  eirth  was  found  ; 
With  cruel  flankers  falfe  and  vain- 
They  compifs'd  him  round. 
3  Their  mishit*  his  companion  move, 
Their  peace  he  flill  purfu'd  ; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  hk  good. 
4' Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  caufe, 
Yet  with  his  dying  breath  _ 
He  pray' d  for  murderers  on  his  crofs, 
Andblcfs'd  his  foes  in  death. 

5  Lord,  flnall  thy  bright  example  fhine 

In  vain  before  my  eyes  .; 
Give  me  a  foal  a -kin  to  thine, 
To  love  mine  enemies. 

6  The  Lord  fhaii  on  my  fide  engage, 

And  in  my  Saviour's  name 
I  fhall  defeat  their  pride  arid  rage, 
Who  flander  and  condemn. 
V   s  A   L   M   CX.      Fr.fi  Part     Long  Metre-. 
Chrill  exalted,  and  Multitudes  converted  ;   or  the  Succefs 
6fthf.  Goffel. 

1  rpHUS  God  th'  eternal  Father  fpake 

To  Chrift  the  Son  ;   "  Afcend  and  fit 
**  At  my  right  hand,  'till  I  fhaii  make 
«  Thy  foes  fubmifhve  at  thy  feet. 

2  "  From  Ziot!  fhall  thy  word  proceed, 
«  Thy  word,  the  fceptre  in  thy  hand, 

"  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
"  And  how' their  wiiis  to  thy  command. 

3  "  That  day  Qiall  ihew  thy  power  is  great, 

«'  When  faints  fhall  flock  with  willing  minch, 
And  tinners  croud  thy  temple-gate, 
"  Where  holinefs  in  beauty  fkines." 

4  O  lie  (Ted  power  !    O  glorious  day  ! 
What  a  large  vicYry  fhall  enfue  ! 
And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey, 
Sxeeei  the  drops  of  morning  dew. 


J9*  PSALM      CX. 

Psalm    CX.    Second  Part.  Long  M«trt. 
7V   Kingdom  and  Prie/i'iood  of  Ghrifi. 

3  '"T^HUS  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  fea 
_£__     Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  fworc  \ 
"  Eternal  (hall  thy  priefthood  be, 
fi  A  ad  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  more, 

g  **  Aaron,  and  all  his  fons  muft  die  : 
u  But  everlafting  life  is  thine, 
"  To  fave  forever  thofe  thai  fly 
H  For  refuge  from  the  wrath  diviae. 

3  <{  By  me  Melchifedec  was  made 

*  On  earth  a  king  and  prieft  a«-  once  ; 

««  And  thou,  my  heavenly  prieft  (halt  plead, 

"  And  thou  my  king  (halt  rule  my  fons. 

4  Jems  the  prieft  afceuds  his  throne, 
While  cov.nieis  of  eternal  per.ee, 
Between  the  father  and  the  fon, 
Proceed  with  honour  and  fuccefi. 

q  Through  the  whole  earth  his  leignfhall  fpiread, 
And  «ru(h  the  powers  that  dare  rebel  : 

,  Then  ihall  he  judge  the  riang  dead, 
And  fend  the  guilty  world  to  hell. 

6  Though  while  he  treads  his  glorious  way, 
He  drinks  the  cup  of  threats  and  blood, 
The  fufferings  ©f  that  dreadful  day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 

Psalm    CX.     Common  Metre. 
ChrijVs  Kingdom  andPrieftfood. 

JESUS,  our  Lard,  afcend  thy  throne, 
And  near  thy  Father  fit  ; 
In  Zion  (hall  thy  power  he  known, 
And  make  thy  foes  fubmit. 
Z  What  wonders  (hall  thy  gofpel  do  ? 
Thy  converts  (hall  furpafs 
The  numerous  drops  of  morning  dew, 
And  own  thy  fovereign  grace. 
3  God  hath  pronoune'da  firm  decree, 
Nor  changes  what  he  fwcre  j 


-    i 


f>    S    A    t    M     CX*.  197 

«  Eternal  fhall  thy  priefthood  be, 
"  When  Aaron  is  no  more, 
4  "  Melchifedec,  that  wondrous  prieft, 
«  That  king  of  high  degree, 
a  Th.it  holy  man  who  Abraham  bleft 
«  Was  but  a  type  of  thee." 
e.  Jefus  our  prieft  forever  lives 
To  plead  for  us  above  ; 
Jcfus  our  King  forever  gives 
The  blefiings  of  his  love. 
6  God  lhall  exalt  his  glorious  head, 

And  his  high  throne  maintain,  * 

Shall  ftrike  the  powers  and  princes  dead, 
Who  dare  oppofe  his  reign. 

Psalm     CXI.     FirjtVar* 
The  Wifdom  of  God  in  his  H'oih. 
t   QONGS  of  immortal  praife  belong 
|J5    To  my  almighty  God  ; 
He  has  my  heart  and  he  my  tongue 
To  fpread  his  name  abroad, 
a  How  great  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought  \ 
How  glorious  in  our  fight  ! 
And  men  in  every  age  have  fought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

3  How  fair  and  beauteous  nature's  frame  I 

How  wife  th'  eternal  mind  1 
His  counfels  never  change  the  scheme 
That  his  firft  thoughts  defign'd. 

4  When  he  redeem' d  his  choi#n  fons, 

He  fix'd  his  covenant  fure  : 
The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce. 
To  endlefs  years  endure. 
5. Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  fkies> 
Thy  heavenly  {kill  proclaim  ; 
What  mall  we  do  to  make  us  wife, 
But  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 
fc  To  fear  thy  power,  to  fruit  thy  grace, . 
Is  eur  divineft  fltill 

Us 


P    S    A    L    M      QXL    Q 

An  J  he's  the  wifeft  of  our  race 
That  beft  obeys  thy  will. 

P  c  A  l  m     CXI.     Second  fart, 
The  Vcrfe&im  of  God. 

I  /^1  REAT  is  the  Lord  ;  his  works  of  might 
VJT  Demand  our  nobieft  fongs  } 
Let  his  afTembled  faint>  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 
~  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
He  gives  his  children  food  ; 
And  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 
He  makes  his  promife  good. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To  feal  his  covenant  fure  : 

Holy  and  reverend  is  his  name, 

His  ways  are  juft  and  pure. 

4  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wife, 

Mull  with  hi*  fear  begin  ; 
Our  faireft  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
Jn  hating  every  fin. 

Psalm     CXIJ.     As  the  113th  Pfalm. 
The  Bh'ffings  cf  the  liberal  Man. 

•_  '"T^HAT  man  is  blert  who  ftands  in  awe 
JL      Of  God,  and  loves  his  facred  law  : 
His  feed  on  earth  fhall  be  rcnown'd  ; 
His  houfe  the  feat  of  wealth  lhall  be, 
An  unexhaufled  treafury, 

And  with  fucceflive.  honours  crown'd. 

2,  II is  liberal  favours  he  extends, 
To  fome  he  gives,  to  others  lends  : 
A  generous  pity  fills  his  mind  : 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs,. 
He  favesby  prudence  in  affairs, 
And  thus  he's. juft  to  all  mankind. 
3  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  beftow'd, 
His  glory's  future  harveft  fow'd, 
The  fweet  remembrance  of  the  ju \ 
, .  vcen  roa?  revives,  and  beat: 


PSALM      CXIL  *M 

A  train  of  blefiings  for  his  heirs, 
When  dying  nature  fieep  in  dull:,- 

4  Eefet  with  threatening  dangers  round, 
TJnmov'd  lhnii  he  maintain  his  ground  ; 

His  confcience  holds  his  courage  up  ; 
The  foul  that's  f-.il'd  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  blighted  i  :  affliction's  night  : 

And  fees  in  dar^neis  b^ams  of  grace, 
Pause. 

5  [111  tidings  never  cr.n  lurprife 
His  heart  that  fix'd  on  God  relies, 

Though  waves  and  tempers  roar  around  : 
Safe  on  a  roek.he~fi.ts,  and  lees 
The  fhipwreck  of  his  enemies, 
*      And  all  thei*  hope  and  gbry  drown*  & 

6  The  wicked  fhall  his  triumph  fee, 
Andgnafh  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  their  expectations  croft  : 
They  and  their  envy,  pride  and  fpite. 
Sink  down  toeveriafting  night, 

And  aU  their  names  in  darknefs  loft, 

Psalm     GXIf    Long  Metre. 
The  Blefftngz  of  the  Phus  und  Charitable, 
X  '"THHRICE  happy  man  who  faars  the  Lord, 
1        Loves  his  command,  and  trufts  his  word  * 
Honour  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
And  bleffings'to  his  feed  defcend. 

2  Companion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  ftill  inclin'd  : 
He  lends  the  poor  fome  prefenr.  aid^ 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 

3  When  times  grow  dark,  and  tiding  fpread 
That  fill  his  neighbours  round  with  dreadj 
His  heart  is  armed  againft  the  fear, 

For  God  with  all  his  power  is  there, 

4  His  fpirit  fix'd  upon  the  Lord 

Draws  heavenly  courage  from  his  word  j 
Amidft  the  darknefs  light  (hall  rife, 
To  cheer  bis  bean  and  Weft  his  eyes, 


w  y    S    A    L    M      CXIL  CXIIt. 

5  He  hath  diipers'd  his  alms  abroad, 
His  works  are  ftili  before  his  God ; 
His  name  on  earth  (hall  long  remain, 
While  envious  nrmers  rage  in  vain. 

Psalm     CXII.     Common  Metre, 
Libera/'ty  rewarded. 
j  YT  APPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lore, 
\~\      And  follows  his  commands, 
Who  lendb  the  poor  without  reward 
Or  gives  with  liberal  hands 
a- As  p'rtty  dwells  within  his  breaft 
To  all  the  ions  of  need  ; 
So  God  mall  anfwer  his  requeft 

With  ble&ngs  on  his  feed.  t 

X  No  evil  tidings  ihall  furprife 
His  wcll-eitabliiVd  mind  ! 
His  foul,  to  God,  his  refuge  flies, . 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 
A  Tn'times  of  danger  and  dinrefs 
*      Some  beams  of  light  fhall  fhme, 
To  fhew  the  world  his  righteoufnefs, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 
e  His  works  of  piety  and  love 
"Remain  before  the  Lord  ; 
Honour  on  earth  and  joy*  above, 
Shall  be  his  fure  reward. 

P  s  a  l  m    CXIII.    Proper  Tun^. 
The  Majefiy  and  Condtf cent  ion  oj  had,. 

YE,  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
The  honours  of  his  name  record. 
His  facred  name  forever  blefs  ; 
Where'er  the  circling  fun  ditplays 
His  rifing  beams  or  fettmg  rays, 

Let  lands  and  feas  his  power  confefs, 
,2  >Tot  time,  nov  nature's  narrow  rounds, 
Can  give  his  vatt  dominion  bounds  ; 

The  heavens  are  far -below  his  height; 
Let  no  created  greatnefc  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare, 
Arm'd  with  his  uncreated  might 


PSALM       CX1H-. 

3  He  bows  his  glorious  head  to  view 
What  the  bright  holts  of  angels  do, 

And  ber*is  his  care  to  mortal  things ; 
His  fovereign  hand  exalts  the  poor, 
He'-takes  the  needy  from  the  door,     _ 

And  feats  them'on  the  throne  of  kings. 

4  When  childlefs  families  defpair, 
He  fends  the  bleflings  of  an  heir, 

To  refcue  their  expiring  name  ; 
The  mother  with  a  thankful  voice 
Proclaims  his  praifes  and  her  joys  ; 
Let  every  age  advance  his  praife. 

Psalm     CXIII.     Long  MftWt. 
God  ft  vacign  and  gracious 
x  \7"E  fervants  of  th'  almighty  King, 
JL        In  every  age  his  praifes  fing  ; 
Where  e'er  the  fun  (halt  life  or  fet, 
The  nations  fhal!  his  praife  repeat. 
i   Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  iky 
His  throne  of  glory  Hands  on  high  ;  ^ 
Nortisne  nor  place  his  power  retrain, 
Nor  bound  his  univerlal  reign. 

3  Which  of  the  fans  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  a-.igcls  with' their  God  compare  ? 
His  glories  how  divinely  bright  ! 
Who  J. veils  in  uncreated  light. 

4  Behold  his  love,  he  Hoops  to  view 
What  faints  above  the  angels  do  ; 
And  condefcends  yet  more  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below. 

c.  From  duft  and  cottages  obfeure 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor  ! 
Gives  them  the  honour  of  his  lens, 
And  fits  them  for  their  heavenly  thrones, 

6  {"A  word  of  his  creating  voice 

Can  make  the  barren  houfe  rejoice  ; 
Tho'  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  paft, 
The  pramis'd  feed  is  born  at  laft. 

7  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  foe, 
And  tells  the- wonders  God  has  done  ; 


*9I 


aoa  ?    3    A    L    M      GXIV.  CXV* 

Faith  may  growftrong  whca  fenfe  defpaire  t 
IS  nature  fails  the  promife  bears. 

Psalm     CXIV. 
Mir«ck$  attending  Ifrael's  Joutmy. 

\  V     Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  lajtfjp 
The  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
Their  king,  and  Judak  was  his  throne. 
a  A-erofsftie  .-cop  their  journey  lay  ; 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  ; 
Jordan  behel  J  their  march,  and  fted 
With  backwsid  current  Bo  his  head,- 

3  The  mquntains  fhpok  like  frighted  fheep,. 
Like  lambs  the  little  hillocks  leap  : 

Not  Sinai  on  her  hafe  could  hand, 
Confcious  of  Sovereign  power  at  hand. 

4  What  power  could  make  the  deep  divide  r° 

■  e  Jordan  hack. ward  roll  his  tide  ? 
Why  did  ye  k:p,  ye  little  hills  ? 
And  whence  tl  e  dread  that  Sinai  feels  ?- 
s  Let -very  mount?.; r.,  every  fiood 
Retire  and  know  rh'  approaching  God, 
The  King  of  lfrael  :  fee  him  here  ; 
ble  thou  earth,  adore  and  le^r-. 
4   ile  thunders,  and  z\\  nature  mourns, 
The  rock  to  ftandiug  pools  he  turns  ; 
Flints  fpring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 
And  hres  and  leas  confefs  the  Lord. 

PiAtrt     CXV.     Firft  Metre. 
The  true  Go  A  cur  Refuge  ;   or,  ld::atry  >  cf-rwed, 
l  TVTOTto  ouifeives,  who    re  but  dun,. 
J^     Not  to  our  {elves  is-glory  cue, 
Eternal  God,  thou  cnlyjuft, 
Thou  only  gracious,  wife,  and  true. 
%  Difplay  to  earth  thy  dreadful  name  j 
Why  mould  a  heathen's  haughty  tongue 
Jnfu.lt  us,  ana  toraife  our  fhame, 
Say,  Where's  the  God ycu'-oc.  jei-v' d  fohv.g  } 
3  The  God  we  fervc  maintains  his  throne, 
Afeeve  the  clouds,  beyond  the  (Lie*  ; 


P  S   A   L   m  •  cxv,  tn 

through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done, 
He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  crief* 

4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore 

Are  fenfelefs  fhape-,  of  ftone  and  wood  : 

At  belt  a  mifs  of  glittering  ore, 

A  fil'ver  faint,  and  golden  god. 
£  [With  eyes  and  ears,  they  carve  the  heads 

Deaf  are  their  ears,  their  eyes  are  blind:; 

In  vain  are  coftly  offerings  made,         > 

And  vows  are  fcatter'd  in  the  wind. 

•6  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 

Nor  hands  to  fave  when  mor  tals  pray -; 

Mortals  that  pay  them  fear  or  love, 

Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they  ] 
7  Oh  Ifrael,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 
;-•  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  reft.; 

Th«  Lord  thall  build  thy  ruins  up, 

And  b ltd-  the  people  and  the  prieft. 
*8  The  dead  no  more  can  fpeak  thy  praife, 

They  dwell  in  filence  in  the  grave  ; 

But  we  mall  live  to  iing  thy  grace, 

And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  fave. 

P  s  ax  m     CXV.     Second  Metre, 

As  the  new  Tune  of'the  50th  Pfalm. 

Idolatry  reproved. 

3  ^\TOT  to  ournames,-rhou  only  juftand  true 
JL\    Not  to  our  worthly  names  is  glory  due  : 
Thy  power  and  grace,- thy  \truth  and  iaftice  claim 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  fovereign  name  ; 
Shine  thro'  the  earth  from  heaven  thy  blcfk  abode, 
Nor  let  the  heathen  fay,  And  <wherey  s  your  God. 

£  Heaven  is  thine  higher  court  there  Hands  thy  throne 
And  through  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  done  : 
God  fram'd  this  earth,  the  jftarry  heavens  he   fpread* 
But  fools  adore  the  gods  their  hands  have  made  j 
The  kneeling  croud,  with  looks  devout  behold 
Their  filver  favioun,  and  their  faints  of  gold. 

3  [Vain  are  thofe  artful  fhapes  of  eyes  and  ears  1 
The  molten  image  neither  ices  nor  hears  ; 


<04  PSALM      CXVI. 

Their  hands  arc  helplefs,hor  their  feet  can  move* 
They  have  no  fpcech,  not  thought,  nor  power,not  love 
Yet  fottifh  mortals  make  their  long  complaints 
To  their  deaf  idols,  and  their  movelefs  faints. 
4  The  rich  have  ftatutes  well  adorn'd  with  gold  ; 
The  poor  content  with  godi  of  coarfer  mould, 
With  tools  of  ujD  carve  the  fenfelefs  ftock. 
Lopi  from  a  tree,  or  broken  from  a  rock  : 
People  ?nd  priefts  drive  on  the  folemn  trade, 
And  truft  the  gods^tha:  faws  and  hammers  maoe. 
*  Be  heaven  and  earth  amaz'd  !   'Tis  hard  to  fay 
Wh'ch  are  more  ftupid,  or  their  gods,  or  they  : 
O  Ifrael  truft  'the  Lord:  He  hears  and  fees, 
Ke  knows  thy  forrows  ana  reftores  thy  peace  : 
His  worthip  dr.es  a  thoufand  comforts  yield. 
He  is  thy  help,  and  he  thine  heavenly  fhield. 
6  In  G^d  we  truft  ;  our  impious  foes  in  vain 
'  Attempt  our  ruin  and  oppofe  his  reign  ; 
Had  they  prevail'd  darknefs  had  closd  our  days, 
And  death  and  faience  had  forbid  his  pra-fe  : 
But  we  are  fav'd,  and  live  :   Let  fongs  arue, 
And  Zionblefsthe  God  that  buik  the  flues. 
Psalm     CXVI.     FirJlPart, 
Recovery  from  Sicknefs. 
m  f  Love  the  Lord  :  He  heard  my  crie?, 
I      And  pity'd  every  groan, 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rife. 
I'll  haften  to  his  throne. 
*  I  love  the  Lord  :  He  bow'd  his  C3r, 
And  chas'd  my  griefs  away  :_ 
Oh  let  mv  heart  no  more  defpair, 
When  I  have  breath  to  pray  ! 
~  Mv  fielhdeclin'd  my  fpirits  fell, 
3       And  I  drew  near  the  dead, 

While  inward  pangs  «nd  tears  of  heli 
pprpk-A'd  my  wakeful  head. 
.  u  My  God,  I  cryM,  thy  fervant  Cave. 
*       it  Thou  ever  good  and  juit : 

«  Thy  power  can  refcue  from  the  grave, 
**  Thy  power  is  all  my  try  ft' 


PSALM       CXVI.  CXVII  its 

;  The  Lord  beheld  me  fore  di  lire  ft, 
He  bade  my  pains  remove  : 
Return,  my  fowl,  to  God  my  reft, 
For  thou  haft  known  his  love. 

»  My  God  hath  fav'd  my  foul  from  dea'h, 
And  dry'd  my  falling  tears  : 
Now  to  his  praife  I'll  lpend  my  breath, 
And  my  remaining  years. 
Psalm     CXVI.  12.  &c.  Second  P*tf, 
Thanks  for  private  Deliverance. 

WHAT  mail  I  render  to  my  God 
For  all  his  kindnefs  (hown  ? 
My  feet  (hall  vifit  thine  abode, 
My  fongs  addrefs  thy  throne. 
:.  Among  the  faints  that  fill  thine  houfe 
My  offerings  fhall  be  paid  ; 
There  fhall  my  zeal  perform  my  vows, 
My  foul  inanguifh.  made. 
J  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 
Thou  ever-blefled  God  I 
How  dear  thy  fervants  in  thy  fight  - 
How  precious  is  their  blood  } 
^  How  happy  all  thy  fervants  arc  i 
How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ; 
My  life  which  thou  haft  made  thy  cars* 
,  I  devote  to  thee. 
J  Xo-v  I  am  thine,  forever  thiue, 
Nor  fhall  my  purpofe  move  ; 
Thy  hand  has  loos'd  my  bonds  of  pain,, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 
5  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 
And  thy  rich  grace  record  : 
rV'irnefs,  ye  faints,  who  hear  me  now. 
If  I  for  fake  the  Lord. 
Psalm     CXVII:     Common  Mstt'v 
Praife  to  God  from  oil  Natior.u 
*  f~*\  All  ye  nations,  praife  the  Lord, 
\J     Each  with  a  different  toogut ; 
S 


.oi     P    S     A     L     M      CXVII.  CXVIII. 

In  every  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his  name  be  fung, 

&  His  mercy  reigns  thro'  every  land  : 
Proclaim  his  grace  abroad  ; 
Forever  arm  his  truth  (hall  itand  ; 
Praife  ye  the  faithful  God. 

Psalm     CXVII.     Long  Metre. 

1  T?ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  flues 
JP     Let  the"  Creator's  praife  arife  : 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  fung 
Thro'  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 
2.  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal,  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 
Thy  praife  mall  found  from  more  tofhore, 
Till  i'uns  Ihall  rife  and  fet  no  more. 

P  s  a  l   M     CXVII.     Short  Metre, 
3   r-|pliY  name,  almighty  Lord, 

I         Shall  found  through  diftant  lands  : 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  fure  thy  word  : 
Thy  truth  forever  frauds. 
*&  Par  be  thine  honor  rpread, 

And  long  thy  praife  endure, 
Till  morning  light  and  evening  fhade 
Shall  '.eo.chang'd  no  more. 
P  s  a  l  M     CXVIII.     Firjl  Pan.    Ver.  6—15. 

Deliverance  from  *  Tumult. 
3  JTpKE  Lord  appears  my  helper  now, 
1         No    is  my- faith  afraid 
Whaf  all  the  funs  of  earth  can  do, 
Since  hea.en  afford*  its  aid. 
g,  »Tis  fafer,  Lcyrd,  to  hope  in  thee, 
And  have  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  trult  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  on  their  truth  depend. 
3-  'Tn  thro'  the  Lord  mv  heart  is  ftrong, 
In  him  my  lip.  rejoice  ; 
While  his  falvation  is  my  foag, 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice  ! 


PSALM      C  XVIII.  »•? 

4  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round  ; 

When  God  appears  they  fly  3 
So  burning  thorns  with  crackling  found 
Make  a  tierce  blaze,  and  die. 

5  J6J  to  the  faktts  and  peace  belongs  ; 

Loid  protects  their  days  : 
Let  Ifrael  tune  immortal  fongs 
To  his  Almighty  grace. 
?   s    A   L    M      CXVIII.     Second  Part\  Vet,    17—2:,. 

"Public  Praife  for  Deliverance  from  Death. 
:    T     ORD,  thou  haft  heard  thy  fervant  cr, . 

I ^  And  refcu'd  from  the  grave  ; 

Now  (hall  We  live  :   (and  none  can  die, 
If  Goi  rcfolve  to  lave.) 
2.  Thypraife  more  conftant  than  before, 
Shall  fill  his  daily  breath  ; 
Thy  hand  that  hath  chartis'd  him  fore 
Defends  him  ftill  from  death. 

3  Open  the  gate  of  Zion  now* 

For  we  (ball  wcrfhip  there, 
The  houfe  where  all  tne  righteous  go 
Thy  mercy  to  declare. 

4  Among  th'  affemblies  of  thy  faints 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raife  ; 
There  we  have  told  thee  our  comnlaitts, 
And  there  we  fpeak  thy  praife. 
P   S   A   L    M      CXVIII.     Third  Part.   Ver.    21,   % $., 
Chuji  the  foundation  of  the  Church. 

1  TJEHOLD  the  fore  foundation  none 
JQ     Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 

lo  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
,And  his  eternal  praife. 

2  Chofen  of  God,  to  finners  dear, 

And  faints  adore  the  name, 
They  trull  their  whole  fahation  here, 
-Nor  fhall  they  fuffer  fhame. 

3  The  foolifh  builders  fcribe  and  priefi, 

-c  it  with  difdain  : 


*«3  PSALM       CXV1IL 

firm  on  this  rock  the  church  lha.ll  reft, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 
4  What  tho'  the  gates  of  hell  withftood  ? 
Yet  muft  this  building  rife  : 
-Tis  thy  own-work.,  Almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 
p  <  a  l  m  CXYIII.  fourth  Tan.  Vet.  24,  25,  26. 

&/«r*ri ;  ^*   Lord's  day  ;  or,  £*>#■*   Refutr*!** 

and  cur  Salvation. 

j  rTTMIIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 

JL       He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 

Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 

And  praife  furround  the  throne. 

2  Today  he  rofe  and  left  the  dead  ; 

And  Satan's  empire  fell  ; 
Today  the  faints  his  triumph  fprcad. 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hofetnnah  to  th'  anointed  king, 

To  David's  holy  fon, 
Help  us,  O  Lord  ;   defcend  ar.d  brmg 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 
4.  B!e*  is  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  ttfin 
With  me^ge:  of  grace  : 
Who  comes  i a  God  his  father's  tfatne, 
1  o  fave  our  fir.  fid  race. 
5  Bofaw&'va  the  higheit  ftraias 
The  church  on  earth  can  fa»fe  ; 
The  highert  heavens,  m  which  he  rdgttSj 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praife. 
Psalm     CXYIII    V«.    n-*?.  ^c  Metre. 
^Hcja,nahfortheL,rd'<-Dcy}   or,    a   »*  f*t    I 

J  Salvation  by  Uknjt* 

1   QEE  what  a  living  ftone 
v^     The  builders  did  rcfufe  ; 
yft  God  hath  built  bis  church  thereott 

In  fpite  of  envious  J 
2,  The  fcrihe  and  angry  priefl. 
Reject  thine  only  Son  ; 


p  s  a  l   m    cxvin.  exix.      w$ 

Yet  ©n  this  rock  fhall  Zion  reft, 
As  the  chief  corner-ftone. 
3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes  : 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  day  did  Jefus  rife, 
4.  This  is  the  glorious  day 

That  our  Redeemer  mad-;  ; 

Let  us  rejoice  and  fing,  and  pray, 

Let  all  the  church  be  glad, 

5  Hcfannah  to  the  king 

Of  David's  royal  blood  : 
Blefs  him,  ye  faints,  he  comes  to  brkig 
Salvation  from  /our  God, 

6  We  blefs  thine  holy  word 

Which  all  this  gtace  difplays  i 
AndofFer  on  thine  altar.  Lord, 

Chir  facrifice  of  praife. 
P  s  a  l  m     CXVIII-     22—27.  Long  Metre-    __ 
An  Hojannahfzr  the  Lord's- Day   ;   or,  a    new  fing    0} 

Sa 'vat ion  by  Chrift. 
1    ~Y     O  !   what  a  glorious  corner-ftone 
I  i4  The  Jewifh  builders  did  refufe  : 
But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  fpite  of  envy  and  the  Jews. 
X   Great  God,  the  work  is  all  divine. 
The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes  ; 
This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine, 
The  day  that  law  our  Saviour  rife. 

3  Sinners  lejoice,  and  faints  b?.  glad  ; 
JJofannahf  let  his  name  be  bleft  ; 

A  thoufand  honours  on  his  head, 
With  peace  and  light  and  glory  reft  '! 

4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  dying  race  ; 

Let  the  whole  church  addrefs  thier  king 
With  hearts  of  joy,  and  fongs  of  praife. 

Psalm     CXIX. 
[I  have  colk&ed  and  diffofed  the  moji  ufeful  Verfei  of 
rbn  under  right  ten  different  H;'$d>    and  firmed  a 


mo  P    S     A     L     M       CXIX. 

Divine  Song  upon  each   of   them.     But    the    Verfet    are 
-u    ';  tr.infpojcd  to  attain  fonts  Degree  of  Conne&iou. 

In  fome  places,  among  fie  aucrds  Law,  Commands, 
Judgments,  Teftimontes,  /  have  ufed  Gofpel,  Word, 
LJrace,  Truth,  Promife,  &c.  as  more  agreeable  to  the 
Sew  Tcji.irnent,  and  the  contmeM  Language  of  Ch  iftians, 
and  it  equally  anfwers  the  Defign  of  the  Pfalmiit,  txfkkh 
■■.commend  the  holy  Scripture*. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Fhji  Part. 
The  llejfidnefi  of  Saints,  and  mif  ry  of  Sinn!?*. 

V.     I,    2,    3- 

i   T>LEST  are  the  undefil'd  in  heart. 
J3  Whofe  ways  are  right  and  clean  ; 

Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 
But  fly  from  every  fin. 

2,  Bleft  are  the  men  that  keep  thy  word, 
And  praclife  thy  commands  ; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  feek  the  Lord 
And  fcrve  thee  with  their  hands. 

Ver.   165. 

3  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law  1 

How  firm  their  foals  abide  ; 
Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 
Their  fteady  fee^afide. 

Ver.   zii  11S. 

4  Then  fhall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 

And  keep  my  face  from  lhame, 
When  all  thy  itatutes  I  obey 
And  honour  all  thy  name. 

-  But  haughty  finners  God  will  hate. 
The  proud  fhall  die  accurft  ; 
The  fons  of  falfilood  and  deceit 
Arc  troden  to  the  duit. 

Ver     119,   153. 
.•>  Vile  a.  the  drofs  the  wicked  are  ; 
And  thofe  that  leave  thy  way? 
ill  fee  falvation  from  afar, 
But  thy  grace. 


PSALM       CXIX.  zti 

Psalm     CXIX.     Second  F*re. 
DcvAi'.n  and  Spiritual  Mindednsfs  ;   01"  Conjiaftt 
Cotrverft  -uith  God. 
Ver.  147,  55. 

1  fT^O  thee,  before  the  dawning  light", 

Jg_        My  gracious  God,  1  pray  ; 
I  meditate  thy  riarhe  by  nightj 
And  keep  thy  law  by  day. 
Ver.   81. 

2  My  fpirit  faints  to  fee  thy  grace, 

f  i  y  prom  lie  bears  me  up  ; 
And  while  falvation  long  delays, 
Thy  word  fupports  my  hope. 
Ver,   164. 

3  Seven  times  a  day  I  lift  ray  hands, 

An!  pr-v  my  fhafrfts  to  thee, 
Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Repeated  praife  from  me. 
Ver.  62. 

4  When  midnight  davknefj  veils  the  ikies 

I  call  thy  works  to  mind  ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rife. 
And  fweet  acceptance'  find. 

P   s   A   L    M      CXIX.      fhTfd   Tart. 
I  refe'/ion  of  Sincerity  Repentance,  and  Obtdience, 
"V'er.   57,   50. 
I  '"TpHGU  art  my  portion.,  O  my  God  : 
\        Soon  as  I  know  thy  way. 
My  heart  makes  hafte  t'  obey  thy  word, 
And  furfers  no  delay. 

Ver    27,  90. 

Z  I  chofe  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice  : 

Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earch 

Could  make  mr  fo  rejoice. 

3  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace 

I  fet  before  my  eyes  : 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  ftrength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 
Ver.   59. 

4  It  once  I  wander  from  the  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways. 


tlz  PSALM      CXIX 

Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  truft  thy  pardoning  grace. 
Ver.  94,   nz. 
t  Now  I  am  thine,  forcvci  thine, 
Oh  fave  thy  fervar.t  Lord, 
Thou  art  r^y  ihield,  my  hiding-place, 
My  hope  is  in  thy  wo*l. 

Ver.   112. 
6  Thou  haft  inclin'd  this  heart  of  mine 
Thy  ftatutes  to  fulfil  ; 
And  thus  till  mortal  life  fhall  end 
Would  I  perform  thy  will. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Fourth  Part. 
Infirutl ion  from  Scripture. 
j  TTOW  fhall  the  young  fecure  their  hearts, 
\~ 1    Aad  guard  their  lives  from  fin? 
Thy  word  the  chokeft  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  confeience  clean. 
Ver.    130. 
Z  Whan  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 
It  fpreads  fuch. light  abroad, 
The  meaneft  fouls  inftruclion  find, 
And  raife  their  thoughts  to  God. 
Ver.  105. 

3  'Tis  like  the  fun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  j 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

Ver.  99*  100. 

4  The  men  that  keep  thy  law  with  care, 

And  meditate  thy  word, 
Grow  wifer  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 

Ver.   104.   113. 
-  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wife  -j 
J       I  hate  the  finner's  road  : 

I  hate  my  ovvn  vain  thoughts  thatnle-, 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God. 

Ver    19,  90,  91. 
5  [The  ftarrv  heavens  thy  rule  obey. 
The  earth  maintains  her  place  ; 


PS     A    L     M     CXIX.  **1 

And  thefe  thy  fervants  night  and  day 
Thy  (kill  and  p-wer  exprefc. 
7  But  ftili  thy  law,  andgefpel,  Lord, 
Have  leflbns  more  divine  : 
Not  earth  ftands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  lUrs  fo  nohly  ihine.] 

Ver.    190,   140,  9,   119. 
S  Thy  word  is  everlafting  truth, 
How  pare  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  fliall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  Tupport  our  age. 

PUS  »*     CXIX,     Fifth    Part 
Might  in  Secure,  or,  the    Word   of   God  Jvclhng 
in  us. 
Ver.  97. 
x   S-\K  how  I  love  thy  holy  law 
\^J  'Tis  daily  my  delight  ; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

Ver.   148. 
*   My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day 
To  meditate  thy  word  : 
My  foul  with  longing  racks  away 
To  hear  thy  gofpei,  Lord. 

Ver.   3,   13,  44- 

3  Thy  heavenly  words  my  heart  engage, 

And  well  employ  my  tongue, 
And  in  my  tircfome  pilgrimage 
Yield  me  a  heavenly  fong. 

Ver.   19,    fOj. 

4  Am  la  fl ranger,  or  at  home, 

'Tis  my  perpetual  feaft  ; 
Not  honey  dropping  from  the  comh 
So  much  allures  the  take. 

Ver.   74,   127- 

5  No  treafures  fo  enrich  the  mind  ; 

Nor  fhall  thy  word  be  fold 
-   For  loads  of  Giver  well  r^fin'd, 
Nor  heaps  of  choicer!  gold. 

Ver.  28,  44,   i?5; 

6  When  nature  finks,  and  fpirits  droops 
Thy  promifes  of  grace 


«4  PSALM      CXIX, 

Are  pilars  to  fupport  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  prail'e. 

Psalm      CXIX.      Sixth  Part. 
Hdinefs  and  Comfort  from  the  Word. 
Ver.    128. 
1    "1 "     ORD,  I  efreem  thy  judgments  right 
JL~a  And  aJ1  rhy  rtatutes  juvt  ; 
The  ice  I  maintain  a  conftant  fight 
With  every  flattering  luft. 

Ver.   97,   9. 
a  Thy  precepts  often  1  Purvey  ; 
I  keep  thy  law  in  fight  • 
Through  all  the  bufincfs  ©f  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 
Ver,  $i. 

3  My  heart  in  midnight  filence  cries, 

"  How  fweet  thy  comforts  he  ;" 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rife, 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 
Ver.   16:. 

4  And  when  my  fpirit  drinks  her  fill, 

At  fome  good  word  of  I 
Not  mighty  men  that  (hare  the  fpoil, 
Have  joys  compared  to  miue. 

P  s  a   1.    M      CXIX.      Seventh    Fart. 
Ii-nperfcclion  of  Nature^  aid  Perfection  of  Scripture. 
Ver.  96.  Paraphrafed. 
I   T"     ET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
A.  4  To  form  one  perfeel  b  >ok, 
Great  God,  if  once  compar'd  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look. 
Z  Not  the  molt  perfect  rules  they  gave 
Could  (hew  oce  fin  forgiven  ; 
Nor  lead  a  flep  beyond  the  grave, 
But  thine  conduit  to  heaven. 

3  I've  feenCan  end  to  what  we  call 

Perfection  here    below ; 
How  lhort  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  father  go. 

4  Yet  ra^n  would  fain  be  juft  with  God, 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought : 


PSALM    ,CXIX.  ti$ 

But  thy  commands,  exceeding  b:oii, 
Extend  to  every  thought. 

In  vain  we  boair  perfeftion  here, 

.  While  fin  dehies  our  frame  ; 
And  (inks  our  virtues  down  fo  far, 

They  fcarce  deferve  the  name. 
Our  faith,  and  lo-'e,  and  every  grace 

Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  pcrfeA  truth  and  righteoufnefs  ' 

Dwek  only  with  the  Lord. 

F  s  a  l  ?■:     CXIX,     Eighth  Part.     : 
Exctilettcy  and  Variety  of  Scripture^ 
Ver.    in  Paraphiafed. 

LORD  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice^ 
My  laiting  heritage  ; 
There  mall  my  .noble-it  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmer*  thoughts  engage. 

I'il  read  the  hiftories  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  fight, 
While  through  the  promifes  I  rove, 

With  ever-frefn  delight. 

J  JTis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown^ 

Wh ere  fpr i ngs  of  1  i  fe  a ri  fe  ; 
<     Seeds  of  immortal  blifs  are  town, 

And  hidden  glory  lies. 

\  The  beii  relief  that  mourner'  have, 
It  makes  our  foirows  bfeft  , 
Our  faireft  hope  beyond  the  gra  /e; 
And  our  eternal  ret. 

Psalm     CXIX      Ninth  Pat/, 
Defire  of  KntfHbiedge, 

TVer.   64,  68,    18 
HY  mercie,  hi^  t  ee.rth    O  Lord,   ■.'. 
How  good  t'      works  ?n,;e;.r  i 
Open  my  eyes  to  re«d  thy  v.  zri, 
And  fee  thy  wonders  there. 
Vei     75.    xz:. 
My  heart  was  fafh-.vVd    y  thy  hand,      . 
My  fervid  is  thy  aue, 


ax6  PSALM       CXIX. 

Oh  make  thy  fervant  underftan-1 
The  duties  I  muft  do. 

3  Since  I'm  a  ftranger  here  below, 

Let  net  thy  path  be  hid, 
But  mark  the  road  ray  feet  fhould  go. 
And  be  my  conltant  guide. 
Ver.   26. 

4  When  I  confef%'d  my  wandering  way,, 

Thou  heardft  my  foul  complain  ; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grace, 
Or  1  mail  ftray  again. 

Ver.   33,   34- 
5  If  God  to  me  his  ftafutes  mew, 
And  heavenly  truth  impart, 
His  work  forever  I'll  purluc, 
His  law  lhall  rule  my  heart. 
Ver   50,  71. 
£  This  was  my  comfort  when  I  bore 
Variety  of  grief ; 
It  made  me  learn  thy  word  the  mere, 
And  fly  to  that  relief. 

Ver    51. 
7   [In  vain  the  proud  deride  me  now  ? 
I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law, 
Nor  let  thatbleffedgofpel  go 
Whence  all  my  hopes  1  draw. 
Ver.  27,   J71- 
%  When  I  have  learn' d  my  Father's  will, 
I'll  teach  the  world  his  ways  ; 
My  thankful  lips  iufpir'd  with  zeal, 

**<*X?*E!u}  ft-  *** 

Ptf&iing  the  Prcwifn. 
Ver.  38,  49-       _      . 

BEHOLD  thy  waiting  fervant,  Lord, 
Devoted  to  thy  fear  ;  ■ 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  word, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 

Ver.  41,  5»>  i°7« 
fc  Haft  thou  not  fent  falvation  down, 
And  prom.s'd qjiiekcnipg  grace  ? 
Poth  no"  my  heart  addrefs  thy  tnroncf 

And  yet  thy  love  delays. 


PSALM      CXIX.  *I7 

Ver.   123,  4*. 

?  Minft  eyes  for  thy  falvatkm  fail  ; 
Oh  tear  thy  fcrvant  up  ; 
Nor  let  the  fcoffing  lips  prevail, 
Who  dare  reproach  my  hope. 
Ver.  49,  74- 
4  Didft  thou  not  raife  my  faith,  O  Lord? 
Then  let  thy  truth  appear  : 
Saints  fhall  rejoice  in  my  reward, 
And  trull  as  well  as  fear. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Eleventh  P*rt9   ' 
•  Breathing  after  Holinefs. 

s  /~\H  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 
\J     To  keep  his  ftatutes  ftill  ! 
Oh  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will  ! 
Ver.  29, 
£  Oh  fend  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 
Thy  law  upon  my  heart, 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit,, 
Nor  a&  the  liar's  part. 

Ver.  37,   3 $. 
3  From  vanity  turn  oil  my  eyes  ; 
Let  no  corrupt  defign 
Nor  covetous  defires  arife 
Within  this  foul  of  mire. 

Ver.  2330 
4,  Order  jny  footfteps  by  thy  word, 
And  make  my  heart  fincere  % 
Let  fm  have  no  dominion,  Lords 
But  keep  my  conference  clear. 
Ver.  17S. 

5  My  foul  hath  gone  too  far  aftray, 

My  feet  too  often  flip  ; 
Yet  fince  I've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Reftore  thy  wandering  fheep. 

6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands> 

'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands* 
Offend  againft  my  God. 
T 


U%  PSALM      CXtX. 

Psalm     CXIX.     twelfth  Fart. 

Bieathing-after  Comfort  and  Deliverance. 

Ver.   153. 

3  "%    /TY  God,  confider  my  diftrefs, 
J\J[     Let  mercy  plead  my  caufe  ; 
Though  I  have  fvnn'd  againfl  thy  grace* 

I  ne'er  forget  thy  laws. 

Ver.  89,  1 1-6. 

4  Forbid,  forbid  the  fharp  reproach, 

Which  I  fo  juftly  fear  ; 
Uphold  ray  life,  uphold  my  hopes, 
Nor  let  my  (hartic  appear. 

V#.r.   122,  135. 
.3  Be  thou  a  furery,  Lord,  for  mc, 
Nor  let  the  proud  opprefs  ; 
But  make  thy  waiting  Servant  fee 
The  minings  of  thy  lace. 
Yer.  81. 
.»  My  eyes  with  expectation  fail  ; 
*       My  heart  within  me  cries,       ^     - 
«    When  will  the  Lord  hn  truth  fulph 
«  And  lid  my  comforts  rife  ?" 
Ver.    132. 
.t  Look  down  upon  my  forrow.s,Lord3 
And  liiew  thy  grace  the  fame  j 
Thy  tender  mercies  ft  ill  afford 
To  thole  that  love  thy  name. 
Psalm     CXIX.     Thirteenth  Fart, 
'  Boh  Fear,  and  Tmdcmef  of  Conscience. 
J  Ver.   10. 

■1  ^071TH  ™>r  whole  heart  !'vc  fou§ht  thy     % 

\y       Oh  let-  n>s  never  ft  ray 
From  thy  comnmr.ds,.  O  God  of  grace, 
Nor  tread  the  (inner* s  way. 
Ver.    n. 
a  Thy  word  I've  hid  within  my  heart, 
To  keep  «iy  ccnfciencc  clean, 
And  be  an  evcrlafting  guard 
From  every  rinrtg  fm. 

Ver.  63,  Sh  *5S> 
3  I'm  a  companion  of  the  faints, 
Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord  * 


fc    S    A    L    M      CXjXf  a  19 

My  forrows  rife,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  tranfgrefs  thy  word. 
Ver.   161,    163. 

4  While  firjners  do  thy  gofpcl  wrong;, 

My  fpirit  llandi  in  awe  ; 
My  foul  abhors  a  lying  tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteous  law. 

Ver.   161,   120. 

5  My  hr:>rt  with  facred  reverence  hears 

The  threafenings  cf  thy  word  ; 
My  flclh  with  holy  trembliBg  fears 
The  Judgments  of  the  Lord. 

Ver.    166,   174, 
i  My  Gol,  lions;,  1  hope,  I  wait 
Fo  r  f ',  v  y  fa  1  v  ati  0  h  ii  fl  i  ; 
While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight1, 
And  I  obev  thv  will. 

P  s  a  l  m     CXIX.     FfagtientA-Rati 
Benefit  of  AjfiiZions,  exd  Support  wider  tk**k 
Ver.    z'],  3r,\Sz. 
X  /CONSIDER  all  my  forrows,  Lord, 
V_y  And  thy  cleliverrr.ee  fend  ; 
My  foul  for  thy  falvation  faints, 
When  will  ray  troubles  end  1 
Ver.   yi. 
J  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 
To  bear-  my  Father's  rod  ; 
Aiflicncns  make  me  learn  the  law, 
And  live  upon  rny  God. 

Ver.   50. 
J  This  is  the  comfort  1  enjoy 

When  new  diftrefs  begins  : 
;!    I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  way, 
And  hate  my  former  fins. 
Ver.   92. 
Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled," 
My  foul,  oppreft  with  forrows  weight, 
Had  funk,  amongft  the  dead. 
Ver.   75. 
I  know  thy  judgments.  Lord,  are  right, 
'I  hough  they  may  feem  fevere  j 


2f#  PSALM        CX1X, 

The  ftiarpeft  fufferings  I  endure, 

Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 

Ver.  67. 

6  Before  I  kse'w  thy  f  haftening  rod, 

My  feet  were  apt  to  ftray  ; 

But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 

Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 

P  5  a  l   m     fcXIX.     Fifteenth  Tart. 
Holy  Refclutionu 
Ver.  53.        * 
s   /~\H  that  thv  ftatutes  every  hour 
I!  Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quickening  power 
And  daily  peace  I  find. 

Ver.   15,   16. 
meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 
Shall  le  mv  fweet  employ  ; 
My  foul  lhall  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 

Ver.   32. 
3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 
If  thou  mv  heart  discharge 
From  fm  and  fetari>  hateful  chains, 
And  fet  my  feet  at  large  ! 

Ver.   is.  46- 
1  My  lips  with  courage  (hall  declare 
Thy  ftatutes  and  thy  name  ; 
I'll  fpeak  thy  word  tho'  kings  (hould  hear. 
Nor  yield  to  fin  ml  Ihame. 

Ver.  61,  69.  70. 
..  Let  hands  of  perfecutors  rife 
3       To  rob  me  of  my  right  ; 

Let  pride  and  malice  forge  thejr  lies, 
Thy  law  is  my  deligt. 

Ver.   115. 
6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race,    - 
Whofe  hands  and  hearts  ?rc  ill  . 
I  love  mv  God,  I  love  his  ways, 
And  muft  obey  his  #U1. 


P    5    A    L    M      CXIX. 

PSALM      CXIX.     Sixteenth  Tart. 

Prajerfir  quickening  Grace, 

Ver.  15,   37. 

1  "|y  ffY  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  duft  ; 
J^VjL     Lord,  give  me  life  divine  i 
From  vain  defires  and  every  lull 

Turn  oiFthele  eyes  of  mine. 
&  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 
To  fpeed  me  in  thy  way, 
Left  1  mould  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  afi ray. 

Ver.  107. 

3  When  fore  afflieYions  prefs  me  down* 

I  need  thy  quickening  powers  j 
Thy  word  that  1  ha  e  reded  on 
Shall  help  my  hcavieft  hours, 
Ver.    r  ;6,  40. 

4  Are  not  thy  mercies  fovereign  ftiiU 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  real 
To  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 

Ver.    159,  4c. 

5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  lovej. 

And  long  to  fee  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  how  flow  my  fpirits  move 
Without  enlivening  grace  ! 
Ver.  93. 

6  Then  fhall  I  love  thy  gofpel  morr, 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
When  I  h?.ve  felt  its  quickening  power 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord 
Psalm     CXIX      Seventeenth  Part, 
Grace  Jkining  in  Difficulties  and  Trials. 
Ver.   143,  28. 
*  *\\  T HEN  pain  and  anguilh  fcize  me,  Loro^ 
VV       All  my  fupport  is  from  thy  word  ; 
My  foul  diflblves  for  heavinefs ; 
Uphold  me  with  thy  nrengtheninggrac£. 
Ver.  5T,  69,   no 

2  The  proud  have  fram'd  their  feoffs  and  fie?? 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 

T  t 


,i2  P    S    A    L     M      CXIX.  CXX. 

They  tempt  my  foul  to  fnares  and  fin, 
Yet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  decline. 
Ver.    -6i,  78. 
3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  caufe, 
They  hate  to  fee  me  love  thy  laws  ; 
But  I  will  trult  and  fear  thy  name, 
Till  pride  and  malice  die  with  fhame. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Lafi  Part. 
Sanclfied  Jffliclions  \   or,  Delight  in  the  Ward  of  Cod. 

Ver.  67,   59 
I  T7ATHER,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  hand  ; 
P    H  >w  kind  was  thy  chaftifing  rod, 
1  hat  fere'd  my  confcience  to  a  ftand, 
And  brought  my  wandering  foul  to  God,  I 
z  Foolim  and  vain,  I  went  aitray, 
Ere  I  had  felt  thy  fcourges,  Lord, 
I  left  my  guide,  and  lotf  my  way> 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  word. 
Ver    71. 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  weat  the  yoke, 
For  pride  is  apt  tonfe  and  fwell  ; 
'Tv  good  to  bear  my  father's  ftroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  rtatutes  welL 

Ver.   72. 

4  The  law  that  limes  from  thy  mouth 
Shall  raife  my  cheerful  pamons  more 
Than  all  the  treafures  of  the  fouth, 
Or  richeft  hills  of  golden  ore. 

Ver.  73- 
r  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame* 
Thy  fpirit  form  d  my  foul  within  : 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wondrous  name, 
And  guard  mc  tare  from  death  and  fin, 
Ver.   74. 
$  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord 
At  my  falvtion  .hall  rejoice  ; 
For  I  have  trufted  in  thy  word,     > 
And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice. 
Psalm     CXX. 
Complaint  of au*rr*lfom  Neighbour,  ;  or,  a  devote  0* 
for   Peace. 

j  rpHOU  God  of  love,  th  u  cver-bleif, 
1        Pity  my  fu.fering  ftate  ; 


PSALM      CXXI, 

When  wilt  thou  fct  my  foul  at  reft^ 
From  Ifps  that  love  deceit  ? 

Z  Hard  lot  of  mine  !   My  days  are  caft 
Among  the  fons  of  rthfe, 
Whofc  never -ccafing  quarrels  wafte 
My  golden  hours  of  life. 

3  Oh  might  I  rly  to  change  my  phcep 

How  would  I  choofe  to  dwell 

In  fome  wild  f&nefome  wildernefsy 

And  leave  there  gates  of  hell  1 

4  Peace  is  the  bleffing  that  I  feek, 

How  hvely  are  its  charms  ! 
I  am  for  pe:^e  ;  but  when  1  fpe^. 
They  all  dechne  for  arms. 

5  New  paflions  itUl  their  fouls  engage 

And  keep  their  malice  tfrotig  : 
What.,  all  be  done  to  curb  thy^agej, 
O  though  dq\  curing  tong  we  ! 

6  Should  burning  arrows  finite  thee  ,:hrough, 

Stnel  juftice  -  ould  approve  ;  * 

But  I  would  rather  fpare  my  (oe, 
And  met-  his  heart  with  love. 

Psalm     CXXI      Long  Metre, 
Dh'ine  Protection. 
I  T  TP  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

\J       IV  eternal  hill  beyond  the  fries  •    . 
1  nence  all  her  help  ray  foul  derives  • 
There  my  almight)  refuge  lives. 
;  2  He  lives  ;  the  everlafting  God> 

That  built  the  world,  th  it  fpread  the  flood  5 
The  heaven'  .  with  all  their  hoft  he  made, 
And  the  d     ■     eg  on^  of  the  deid. 

3  He  g  i  1  quj.  way.  j 
Hi-  mcrn  ng  far  .    -;--  -,  .    '  • 
He  fp  3 
The 

4  Ifrael, 

Ma]  .  ;t  . 


**? 


P    3    A    h    M      CXX?, 

Thy  holy  guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  number,  nor  furprife. 
«.  No  fun  fliall  finite  thy  head  by  day, 
Nor  the  pale  moon  with  fickly  ray 
Shall  b'aft  thy  couch  :  nor  baleful  ftas 
Dart  his  malignant  fire  to  far. 

6  Should  earth  and  heU  with  mal'ce  burn, 
Still  thou  fhalt  go,  and  ftiH  return 
Safe  in  the  Lord  !  his  heavenly  care- 
Defends  thy  life  from  every  fnave. 

7  On  thee  foul  fpirits  have  no  power  ; 
And  in  thy  laft  deputing  hour 
Angels  that  trace  the  airy  road. 

Shall  oeai-  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 

p  s  a  u    m     CXXL     Common  KfetMi 
prtfermtiyn  h  &ay  <"*<*&  ght, 
t  r~T\0  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes.. 
There  all  my  hopes  are  laid  : 
the  Lord  that  built' the  «arth  and  flues 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 
a  Their  ftedfaft  feet  (hall  never  falV 
Whom  he  defigt*  to  keep  ; 
His  car  attends  the  foftert  call ; 
His  eyes  can  never  deep; 
a  He  will  fuftain  our  weakeft  power*. 
*      W  th  his  almighty  arm, 

And  watch  our  moll  unguarded  hours 
Againft  furprifing  harm. 
A  Ifrael  rejoice,  and  reft  fecure, 
Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  ;. 
His  watchful  eyes  employ  his  pew 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 
-  Nor  fcoiching  fun,  nor  fickly  moot* 
3      Shall  have  his  leave  to  fmite  : 

He  fhields  thy  head  from  burning  noWl* 
From  blafting  damps  at  night. 
«  He  guards  thv  foul,  he  keeps  thy  bifathy 
Where  thickeft  dangers  come  ; 
Go  and  return,  fecure  from  deathr 
Till  God  commands  thee  homev 


PSALM      cxxr.  CXXII.       tz$ 

f  s  a  l  m     CXXI.     As  the  148th  Ffsim, 
G od our  Preferver. 
3  T  TPWARDS  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
\_J    From  God  is  all  my  aid  ; 
The  God  that  built  the  fkies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  j 

God  is  the  tower 

To  which  I  fly  ; 

His  grace  is  nigh 

In  every  hour. 

2  My  feet  fhall  never  Hide, 
And  fall  in  fatal  mares, 

Since  God  my  guard  and  guide} 
Defends  me  from  my  fe^s, 

Thofe  wakeful  eyes 
That  never  fleep, 

Shall  Ifracl  keep 

When  dangers  rife. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 
Nor  blafts  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there  : 

Thou  art  my  fun, 
And  thou  my  ihade, 
To  guard  my  head 
By  night  or  noon. 

4  Haft;  thou  not  given  thy  word 
To  fave  my  foul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  truft  my  Lord 

To  keep  my  mortal  breath  3 
I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  high 
Thou  cadi  me  home. 
Psalm     CXXII.     Common  Metre* 
Going  to   Church. 
1  TTOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
fX  "A   My  friends  devonvly  fay, 
**   in  Zion  let  us  ail  ab pear f 
"  Jind  kai>  the jolemn  day" 


aaS  T    S    A    L    M     CXXII. 

a  I  love  the  gates,  I  love  the  road  ; 
The  church  adorn' d  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  Goi 
To  fhew  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts  with  joy  unknown 

The  holy  tribes  repair  ; 
The  fon  of  David  holds  his  throne. 
And  fits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  ourpraifes  and  complaints; 

And  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  finners  from  the  faints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  facred  place,- 

And  joy  a  confiantgueft  ! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace- 
Be  her  attendants  bleft.  ! 

6  My  foul  mall  pray  for  Zion  flill, 

While  life  or  breath  remains  ; 
There  my  heft  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
There  God  my  Saviour  leigns. 

P  s  a  l  m     CXXII      Proper  Tune. 
Going  to  Church. 

j  TJOW  pleas'd  and  bleft  was  I, 

j[~X    ^'j  her,r  l"e  Pe°P5e  cr/» 

Con:et  let  us  feek  our  God  to  day  ! 
Yes  with  a  cheerful  zeal 
WehaftetoZion's  bill, 

And  there  our  vows  and  honours  pay, 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorn' d  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  ftrength  embrace  thee  round 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear 
To  pray,  and  prail'c,  and  hear 

The  facred  gofpel's joyful  found. 

3  There  David's  greater  fun 
Has  fix'd  his  royal  throne. 

He  fits  fcr  grace  and  judgment  there  j 
He  bids  the  taints  be  glad, 
He  makes  the  fmner  fad  ; 

And  humble  foul*  v* jj>i*«  with  fear. 


?    S    A    L    M      CXXIII.  CXXIV.      22? 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate., 
And  jay  within  thee  wait 

To  blefs  the  foul  cf  every  gueil  5 
The  man  that  feeks  thy  peace, 
And  wifhes  thine  increafe, 

A  thoufand  Weffings  on  him  reft  ! 
3  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
Peace  tn  this  /acred  hcufe  \ 

For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell ; 
And  fince  my  glorious  God 
Makes  thee  his  befr  abode, 

My  foul  fhall  ever  love  thee  well. 
Repeat  the  stth  Stenxa  Jo  csmpkte  the  Tw* 
P  S   A   L    M      CXXIII. 
Pleading  with  Suhmijfion. 

■  /~\  Th®»  w-hofe  grace  and  juirice  reign 
V-/  Enthron'd  above  the  ikies, 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 

To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes. 
As  fervants  watch  their  matter's  hand, 

And  fear  the  angry  itroke  ! 
Or  maids  before  their  miftrefs  fland, 

And  wait  a  peaceful  look  : 
So  for  our  fins  we  juftJy  feel 

Thy  discipline,  O  God  ; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  ftiilj 
Till  thou  remove  the  rod. 
.  Thofe  that  hi  wealth  and  pleafure  live. 
Our  daily  groans  deride, 
And  thy  delays  of  mercy  give 
Frelh  courage  to  thei/pri<te. 
Our  foes  infult  us,  but  our  hope 

In  thy  companion  lies ; 
This  thought  ihall  bear  our  fpirits  up. 
That  God  will  not  defpife. 
Psalm     CXXIV.     Common  Metre, 
God  gives    Viclory. 
TT  ADj notthe  God  of  truth   and  love, 
X  A     When  holts  ?.gainft  us  rofe, 


41J  PSALM      CXXV. 

Difplay'd  his  vengeance  from  above, 

And  crufli'dthe  conquering  foes  : 

%  Their  armies  like  a  raging  flood 

Had  lweot  the  guardlefs  land, 

DeHroy'd  on  earth  his  bleft  abode, 

And  whelm'd  our  feeble  band. 

3  But  fafe  beneath  his  fpreading  fhield 

His  fons  fecurely  reft, 
Defy  the  dangers  of  the  field, 
And  bare  the  fearlefs  breaft. 

4  And  now  ourfouU  (hall  Wef,  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the  deadly  mare  _; 
Who  fav'd  us  from  the  murdering  fword, 
And  made  our  lives  his  care. 
,  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 
5       Who  form'd  the  heavens  above  , 
He  that  fupports  their  wondrous  frame 
Can  guard  his  church  by  love, 
p  V  A  t  U     CXXV.     Common  Metre. 
The  Saint's  Trial  and  Safety. 
s  T  TNSHAKBN  as  the  facred  hill, 
1    j     And  firman  mountains  ftand, 
^  as  a  rock  the  foul  mail jeft 
That  mifts  th'  almighty  hand. 
*  Not  walls  nor  hill,  could  guard  b  well 
Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 
As  thofe  eternal  arm.  of  love 
That  every  faint  mrround. 
3Whiletvrant,,reafm3rtinSleourge 

6       To  drive  them  near  to  God. 
Divine  compainoo  ••m.affuage 

The  fury  of  the  rod. 
4  Deal  gently,  Lord  wi^H  fouls  fincere, 
4      And  lead  them  Cifely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  Paraf£> 
Where  Chrift  'heir  Lord  is  gone. 
,  But  if  we  trace  thofe  crocked  way, 
That  the  old  ferpent  drew, 


PSALM       CXXVI.  221) 

The  wrath  that  drove  him  firft  to  hell, 
Shall  frrrite  his  followers  too. 

Psalm     CXXV.     Short  Metre. 
The  Saint's  Trial  and  Safety  ;   or,  moderated  Ajfli&iorts. 
i   TTMRM  and  unmov'd  are  they 
}J     That  reft  'their  fouls  on  God  ; 
Firm  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  ark.  abodet 

2  As  mountains  ftood  to  guard 

The  city's  facred  ground, 

So  God  and  his  nlmighty  love 

Embrace  his  faints  around. 

3  What  though  the  Father's  rod 

Drop  a  chaftifing  ftroke. 
Yet  left  it  wound  their  fouls  too  deep, 
Its  fury  fhall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  thofe 

Whofe  faith  and  pious  fear, 
Whofe  hope,  and  love,  and  every  grace 
Proclaim  their  hearts  fincere. 

5  Nor  fhall  the  tyrant's  rage 

Too  long  opprefs  the  faints  ; 
The  God  of  lfrael  will  fupport 
His  children,  left  they  faint. 
^  But  if  our  flavifh  fear 

Will  choofe  the  road  to  hell, 

We  muft  expect  our  portion  there 

Where  bolder  finners  dwell. 

P  s  a  l  m     CXXVI.     Long  Metre, 
Surprifin?  Dc'iverance. 
I  TTTHEN  God  reftor'd  our  c?ptive  itare, 
V  V     Jpy  was  olu'  f°nS;  and  £race  our  thetfic 
The  grace  beyend  our  hopes  fo  great, 
That  joy  appenr'd  a  pleafirtg  dream. 
t  The  fcoffer  owns  thy  hand,  and  pays 
Unwilling  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
While  wc  with  pleafure  fhout  thy  praife, 
Which  cheerful  notes  thv  love  proclaim. 
V 


»23  PSALM     CXXVII. 

3  When  we  review  our  difmal  fears, 
'Twas  hard  to  think  they'll  vanilh  fo  ; 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears, 
He  makes  our  joys  like  rivers  flow. 

4  The  man  that  in  his  furrow'd  field, 
His  fcatter'd  feed  with  fadnefs  leaves, 
Will>fhout  to  fee  the  harveft  yield 
A  welcome  load  of  joyful  fheaves. 

P  s  a  h  m     CXXVI.     Common  Metre, 

The  Joy  of  a  remarkable  Converfion  ;   or,  Melancholy    re 

mmed. 

i   TT7HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
V V        And  chang'd  my  mournful  ftate, 
My  rapture  feem'd  a  pleafing  dream, 
The  grace  appear'd  fo  great. 
a  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 
And  did  thy  hand  confefs  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  Arams, 
And  fung  furprihng  grace. 
3  "   Great  is  the  work,  my  neighbours  cry'd, 
And  own'd  the  power  divine  : 
"  Great  is  the  work,  my  heart  reply'**, 
M  And  be.  the  glory  thine." 
4.  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkeft  flues, 
Can  give  us  day  for  night  ; 

t   Let  thofe  that  fow  in  fadnefs  wait 
Till  the  fair  harveft  come, 
They  fhail  confefs  their  theaves  are  great, 
And  ihoutthe  bleffings  home. 
■6  Though  feed  lie  buried  long  in  duft, 
It  fhan't  deceive  their  hope  ; 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  loft, 
Fcr  grace  Infures  t'.e  crop. 

P  s  A   l   m     CXXVTI.     Long  Metre.' 
The  Bleffing   of  God  on. 4 he  SufJnefs  and  Comfort  of  life. 
j   YF  Govi  fucceed  net,  all  the  colt 

j[  And  pains  to  build  the  boufe  are  loft, 


Make  drops  of  facrcd  for  row  nie 
lo  rivers  of  delight. 


PSALM       CXXVill. 

If  God  the  city  will  not  keep, 
The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  flecp. 
1  What  though  wc  rife  before  the  fun, 
And  work  and  toiJ  when  day  is  done, 
Careful  and  fparing  eat  our  bread, 
To  fhun  that  poverty  we  dread. 

3  Tis  all  in  vain,  till  God  hath  bleft, 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  reft, 
On  God,  cur  fovereign,  itill  depends 
Our  joy  in  children  and  in  friends. 

4  **appy  the  man  to  whom  he  fends 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends  ! 
How  fweet  our  daily  comforts  prove 
When  they  are  feaion'd  with  his  love  ! 

Psalm     CXXVII.  Common  M 
.    God  all  in  all. 
I   TF  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny, 
Jt  The  builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And  towns  without  his  Wakeful  eye     ■ 
And  ufelefs  watch  maintain. 
z  Before  the  morning  beams  arife, 
Your  painful  work  renew, 
And  till  the  ftars  afcend  the  fkies 
Your  tiiefome  toil  purfue. 

3  Short  be  your  fleep,  and  coarfe  your  fare  : 

In  vain  till  God  has  bleft  ; 

But  if  his  fmiles  attend  your  care, 

You  fhall  have  food  and  reft. 

4  Nor  children,  relative?,  nor  friends, 

Shall  real  blc  flings  prove, 
Nor  all  the  earthly  joys  he  fends, 
If  fent  without  his  love. 

P  s  a  t   .<     CX XVIII. 

Family  Bleffings, 

O   Happy  man,  whofe  foul  is  fill'd 
With  zeal  and  reverent  awe  ! 
His  lips  to  God  their  honours  yield, 
His  life  adorns  the  law. 


as2,  p    S    A     L     M      CXXL* 

2  A  careful  providence  fhall  ftand 

And  ever  guard  thy  head, 
Shall  on  the  labours  of  thy  hand 
Its  kindly  blefling  ihed. 

3  Thy  -wife  fhall  be  a  fruitful  vine  ; 

Thy  children  round  thy  board, 
Each  like  a  plant  of  honour  lhine, 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  fhall  thy  beft  hopes  fulfil 

For  months  and  years  to  come  : 
The  Lord  who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill 
Shall  fend  thee  blefiing  home, 
r  This  is  the  man  whofe  happy  eyes 
Shall  fee  his  houfe  increafe, 
Shall  fee  the  finking  church  arife, 
Then  leave  the  world  in  peace. 

P    S    A    L    M       CXXIX. 


U 


Pcrfecutoi  s  f  unified. 
"P  from  my  youth,  may  Ifrael  fay, 
/     Have  I  been  nuiVd  in  tears  ; 
My  griefs  were  conftant  as  the  day, 
And  tedious  as  the  yeais. 
z  Up  from  my  youth  1  bore  the  rage, 
Of  all  the  foils  of  flrife  ; 
Oft  they  aflail'd  my  riper  age,. 
But  God  preferv'd  my  life. 
-   O'er  all  my  frame  their  cruel  dart 

3  Its  painful  wounds  imprefs'd  ; 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  fainting  heart, 

Nor  let  my  forrows  reft. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  thione, 

And  with  impartial  eye, 
Meafur'd  the  mifchiefs  they  had  done, 
Then  let  his  arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  infolence  furpris'd 

To  hear  his  thunders  roll 

And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  feiz'a 

With  horror  to  the  foul. 


PSALM      CXXX  i'ji 

6  Thus  (hail  the  rr.cn  that  hatfc  the  faints 

Be  blafted  from  the  (ky  ; 
Their  glory  fades,  their  courage  faints, 
And  all  their  prcfpe&s  die. 

7  [What  though  they  ficurifh  tall  and  fair, 

They  have  no  root  beneath  ; 
Their  growth  mall  perifh  in  defpair, 
And  lie  defpis'd  in  death. 

8  So  Scorn  that  on  the  houfe-top  ftands, 

No  hope  of  harVeft  gives  : 
The  reaper  ne'er  (hall  fill  his  hands, 
Nor  binder  fold  the  fheaves. 
P  s  a  l  m     CXXX.  Common  Metre. 
Yard'j/iing   Grace. 

1   /~"\~TT  of  the  deeps  of  long  diftrefs, 
\^P  The  borders  of  defpair, 
I  fent  ray  cries  to  feek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 
Z  Great  God,  mould  thy  feverer  eye, 
And  thine  impaitial  hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
No  mortal  flelh  could  ftand. 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God, 

For  crimes  of  high  degree  ! 
Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  bloody 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 

4  [I  wait  for  thy  falvation,  Lord, 

With  ftrong  defires  I  wait  ; 
My  foul  invited  by  thy  word 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gate] 

5  [Tuft  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 

Long  for  the  morning  flues, 
Watch  the  fir  ft  beams  of  breaking  light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes. 

6  So  waits  my  foul  to  fee  thy  grace 

And  more  intent  than  they, 
Meets  the  firft  openings  of  thy  face, 
And  fnds-a  brighter  d-iv.] 

U    2 


134  PSALM      CX: 

7  Then  in  the  L<  rd  kt  lfrael  truft, 
Let  lfrael  fcefc  his  face  ; 
The  Lord  In  good  as  well  as  iuft, 

And  plenteous  in  his  grace. 

■mptiou  at  \. 
For  finneK  long  enfia\  'd  ; 
l.ie  great  Redeemer  is  his  fon  : 
I  [fracl  (hail  be  fared. 
P  s  a  L   m     CXXX.     Long  Metre. 
Pardoning  dace. 

1  X^ROM  deep  diilrefs  and  troubled  thoughts, 
J^      To  thee,  my  God,  I  rais-'d  my  cries  : 
If  thou  feverely  mark  our  faults, 

No  fie  fa  car.  fund  before  thine  eyes. 

2  But  thou  haft  built  thy  throne  of  grace 
Free  to  difpenfe  thy  pardons  there, 
That  finr.ers  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope,  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

a  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 

"  And  long  and  wife  for  breaking  day,. 
So  waits  my  foul  before  thy  gate  ; 
When  will  my  God  his  face  difplay  ! 

4  My  truft  is  fix'd  upon  thy  word, 
Nor  fhall  I  truft  thy  word  in  vain  : 
Let  mourning  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord,. 
And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

r  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son  : 
He  turns  our  feet  from  finful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  dona, 

F    5    A    L    M       CXXXI. 

Humility  and  Submijfion, 
l   TS  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
[_  Scorch,  gracious  God,  ajid  fee  ; 
Or  do  I  aft  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 
*  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  ftilJj 
And  all  my  carriage  mild, 


PSALM      CXXX1L  S3| 

Content,  My  Father,  with  thy  will*. 
And  peaceful  as  a  child. 

3  T'rc  patient  foul,  the  lowfy  mind 

!  have  £  targe  reward  : 
Let  feints  in  fortoy  lie  refign'd, 
And  tmft  a  faithful  Lord. 

1  s   A  l  m     CXXXII.     5,.     13—18.  Long  Metre. 

At  the.  Settlemsni  or  a  Church.  ;  or;  the  Ordination  cf  c 

Minijhr. 

\\      An  habitation  for  our  God, 
A  dwelling  for  th'  eternal  Mind 
Among  the  fon:  of  fiefh  and  blood  I 

2  The  God  of  Jacob  chofe  the  hill". 
Of  Zion  for  hjs  antient  reft  ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  ftill, 

His  church  is  with  his  prefencebleft. 

*  »  Here  I  will  fix  my  gracious  throne, 
«  And  reign  forever,  faith  the  Lord  ; 
f(  Here  (hall  my  power  and  love  be  known, 
u  And  bieflings  mail  attend  my  word. 

4  "  H*re  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 

'     "  And  fill  their  fouls  with  living  bread  ; 

«  Sinners  that  wait  before  my  door 

«<  With  fweet  provisions  ihall  be  fed. 

r  «  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloth'd  with  grace 

«  My  priefts,  my  ministers  ihall  fhine  5 

*'  Not  Atron  in  his  coftly  drefs 

«  Appears  fo  glorious  and  divine> 

6  «  The  faints,  unable  to  contain 

U  Their  inward  joy,  mall  fhout  and  fingj 
<«  The  fon-of  David  here  will  reign, 
•*■  And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King. 

7  "  Jefus  (hall  fee  a  numerous  feed 

u  Born  here  t'  uphold  his  glorious  name  ; 

'<  His  crown  fh?!I  flourifhon  his  head, 

**  While  ail  his  foes  are  cloth'd  with  fhame,"* 


136  PSALM       CXXXIII. 

Psalm     CXXXII.  4,  5,  7,  g,   15—17. 
Common  Metre. 
A.  Church  EpabiiJ&ed. 

r   [TVTO  flcep  nor  flumber  to  his  eye". 
\^i     Good  David  would  afford, 
Till  he  had  found  below  the  ikies 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2  The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name, 

His  ark.  was  fettled  there  : 
And  there  th'  affembled  nation  came 
To  worfhip  thrice  a  year. 

3  We  trace  no  more  thofe  toilfome  ways, 

Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where  e'er  thy  people  meet  for  praife, 
There  is  a  houfe  for  God.] 

Pause. 

4  Arife,  O  King  of  grace,  arife, 

And  enter  to  thy  reft, 
Lo  !   thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bleft. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  fpirit  and  thy  word  ; 

All  that  the  ark.  did  once  contain 

Could  no  fuch  grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows, 

Here  let  thy  praife  be  fpread  ; 

Blefs  the  provision  of  thy  houfe, 

And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

7  Hercjct  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  anointed  fhine  ; 
Tuftice  and  truth  his  court  maintain, 
With  love  and  power  divine. 

8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lafting  throne, 

And  at  his  kingdom  grows, 
Fieth  honours  fhall  adorn  his  crown, 
And  ih.ime  confound  his  foes. 
Psalm     CXXXIII.     Common  Metre, 
Brotherly  Lwe 
I   T     O,  what  an  entertaining  fight 
JL^  Thofe  friendly  brethern  prove, 


PSALM       CXXXIIL  a. 

Whofe  cheerful  hearts  in  bands  unite 
Of  harmony  and  love. 

2  Where  fh  earns  of  blifs  from  Chrift  the  fprirtg 

Defcends  to  every  foul, 
And  heavenly  peace  with  balmy  wing 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 

3  'Tis  like  the  oil  divinely  fweet 

On  Aaron's  reverend  head, 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'dhis  feet, 
And  o'er  his  garments  fpread. 

4  'Tis  pleafant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Sion's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildeit  glory  fhews, 
And  makes  his  grace  diftil. 
P  s  a  l  m     CXXXIIL     Short  Metre. 
Communion   of.   Saints  ;     or,    Love   and   WorJhi$    in 
Family. 

j   "J3LEST  are  the  fons  of  peace, 

j^j  Whofe  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whofe  kind  defighs  to  ferve  and  pleafe 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

Z  Bleft  is  the  pious  houfe 

Where  zeal  and  friendihip  meet, 
Their  fongs  of  praife,  their  mingled  vows 
Make  their  communion  fweet. 

3  Thus  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  throughout  his  raiment  fpread, 
And  pleafure  fill'd  the  room. 

4  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 

The  faints  are  bleft  above, 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  diftils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 
Psalm     CXXXIIL  As  the  izzd  Pfalra. 

The  Blejfmgi  of  Friendjiip. 

I   T  TOW  pleafant  'tis  to  fee 
XjL  Kindred  and  friends  agree, 
Each  in  his  proper  ftation  move, 
And  each  fulfil  his  part. 


S38  PSALM        CXXXV. 

With  fympathifmg  heart, 
In  all  the  cares  of  Jife  and  love. 

2  'Tis  like  an  ointment  fhed 

On  Aaron's  facred  head, 
Divinely  rich,  divinely  fwect ; 

The  oil  thro'  all  the  room 
Diffus'da  choice  perfume, 
Ran  through  his  robes,  and  blefthis  feet, 

3  Like  fruitful  mowers,  of  rain 

That  water  all  the  plain, 
Defcending  from  the  neighbouring  hills  ; 
Such  ftreams  of  pleafure  roll 
Thro'  every  friendly  foul, 
Where  love  like  heavenly  dew  diftils. 

F\efcat  the  jirjl  Stanza  to  complete  tke  Tung. 

Psalm     CXXXIV. 

Daily  and  Nightly  Devotion. 

I   "T7'Eithat  obey  th'  immortal  King, 
JL     Attend  his  holy  place  ; 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  power, 
And  blefs  his  wondrous  jjrace. 
a  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning-light, 
And  fend  your  fouls  on  high  ; 
Raife  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night 
Above  the  ltarry  fky. 

3  The  God  of  Zion  cheers  our  hearts 
With  rays  of  quickening  gra<.e  ; 
The  God  that  fpread  the  heavens  abroad, 
And  rules  the  fuelling  feas. 
P  s  a  l  m  CXXXV.   i — 4,  14,  19 — ax.  FirJI 
Long  Metre. 
Tke  Church  is  God's  Houfe  and  Care. 

I   T^RAISE  ye  the  Lord  exalt  his  name, 

JL     While  in  his  earthly  courts  ye  wait, 

Ye  faints  that  to  his  houfe  belong, 

Or  ftand  attending  at  his  gate. 
z  Praife  ye  the  Lord,  the  Lord  is  good  j 

To  praife  his  name  is  fweet  employ  : 

lfrael  he  chole  of  old,  and  ftiil 

His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 


P    5    A    L     M      CXXXV.  s3  9 

I  The  I  ard  himfelf  will  judge  his  faints  j 

He  treats  his  Servants  as  his  friends  ; 

And  when  he  hears  their  fere  complaints, 

Repents  the  farrows  that  he  fends, 
f.  Through  every  age  the  Lord  declares 

His  name,  and  breaks  th'  opprefTor's  rod  5 

He  gives  his  fullering  fcrvants  reft, 

And  will  be  known  th'  almjghty  God. 

Blefs  ye  the  lord,  who  taite  his  love, 

People  and  priefts  .exault  his  name  : 

Amongft  his  faints  he  ever  dwells  ; 

His  church  is  his  Jerufalem. 

t?  Zr\M     CXXXV-    V«&     $-~ I*.  JWJferA 

he  Work  of  Creation,  Providence,  Redemption  of  If  rael, 
and  Dejiruclion  of  Enemic;. 

GREAT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high 
Above  all  powers  and  every  throne  a 
What  e'er  he  pleafe  in  earth  and  fea, 
Or  heaven,  or  hell,  his  hand  hath  done. 
At  his  command  the  vapours  rife, 
The  lightnings  flam,  the  thunders  roar  ; 
He  pours  the  rain,  he  brings  the  wind 
And  tempeft  from  his  airy  ftore. 
'Twas  he  thofe  dreadful  tokens  fenr, 
O  E5Vpt,  through  thy  itubborn  land  ; 
When  all  thy  firft-bom,  beads  and  men., 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand. 

What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings 
He  flew,  and  their  whole  country  gave 
To  Ifrael,  whom  his  hand  redeemed, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  flave. 
His  power  the  fame,  the  fame  his  grace, 
That  fares  us  from  the  hofts  of  hell  ; 
And  heaven  he  gives  us  to  t>o<relY, 
Whence  thofe  apofbte  ^r^th  fell. 

Psalm    CXXXV.     Common   Metre. 


A 


Praife  due  to   God,  not  to  Idc/s. 
WAK&  ye  faints  :  To  pr*ife  your  King 
iourfweeterlpa.ihns  raife. 


i4o  PSALM       CXXXVL 

Your  pious  pieafure,  while  you  fing, 
Increafing  with  the  praife. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  and  works  unknown 

Are  his  divine  employ  : 
But  Hill  his  laints  are  near  his  throne, 
His  treafure  and  his  joy. 

3  Heaven,  earth,  and  fea  confefs  his  hand  ; 

He  bids  the  vapours  rife  ; 
Lightning  and  ftorm  at  his  command 
Sweep  through  the  founding  fkies. 

4  All  power  that  gods  or  kings  haveclaim'd 

Is  found  with  him  alone  ; 
But  heathen  gods  fhould  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known, 
c  Which  of  the  flocks  and  ftones  they  tnafl: 
Can  give  them  mowers,  of  rain  ? 
In  vain  they  worfhip  glittering  dull, 
And  pray  to  gold  in  vain. 

6  [Their  gods  have  tongues  that  fpeechlefs  prove, 

Such  as  their  makers  gave  : 
Their  feet  were  never  form'd  to  move, 
Nor  hands  have  power  to  fave. 

7  Blind  are  their  eyes,  their  ears  are  deaf, 

Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals  that  wait  for  their  relief, 
Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 
3  Ye  nations,  know  the  living  God, 
Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear  ; 
He  makes  the  churches  his  abode, 
And  claims  your  honours  there. 
Psalm    CXXX  VI.  Common  Metre. 
God's  Wonders  of  Creation,   Vrovidcnre,  Redm pti 
Ifraely  and  Sahatton  of  /us  People. 

i  r^  *VE  tb*nks  to  God' thc  fovcrcisn      ; 

I   -J      His  mercies  fill  endure. 
And  be  the  King  of  kings  ador'd, 
His  truth  is  ever  fur e. 
2  What  wonders  hath  his  wifdom  done  1 
Ihiv  mighty  is  his  hand\ 


PSALM      CXXXVI.  241 

Heaven,  earth  and  fea  he  fram'd  alone  : 
Hoiu  tuide  is  his  command  ! 

3  The  fun  fupplies  the  day  with  light  : 
Hoiu  bright  his  counfels  jhine  ! 
The  moon  and  ftars  adorn  the  night  : 
His  works  are  all  divine  I 

4  [He  flruck  the  fons  of  Egypt  deal  : 

Hoiu  dreadful  is  his  rod  ! 
And  thence  with  joy  his  people  led  : 
Hoiu  Gracious  is  our  God, 

5  He  cleft  the  fwelling  fea  in  two, 

His  atm  is  great  in  might  : 
And  gav  e  the  tribes  a  pafTage  through  j 
His  power  and  grace  unite. 

6  But  Pharaoh's  army  there  he  drown'd  : 

Hotjj  glorious  are  his  ivays  ! 
And  brought  his  faints  through  defert  ground  ; 
Eternal  be  his  praife. 

7  Great  monarchs  fell  beneath  his  hand  ; 

Victorious  is  his  fivord  : 
While  Ifrael  took  the  promis'd  land 
And  faithful  is  his  ivord.J 
3   He  faw  the  nations  dead  in  fin  ; 
He  felt  his  pity  move  : 
Hoy/  fad  the  fiate  the  world  was  in  ! 
Hoiu  boundlefs  uuas  his  love  ! 

9  He  fent  to  fave  us  from  our  woe  ; 

His  goodnefs  never  fails  ; 
From  death  and  hell,  and  every  foe  ; 
And  full  his  grace  prevails. 

10  Give  thanks  to  God  the  heavenly  King  ; 

His  mercies  fill  endure  ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  praifes  fing  • 
His  truth  is  ever  furs. 

Psalm     CXXXVI.     As  the  r4Sth  Pfulrr. 
1   /^1  IVE  thanks  to  God  moft  high, 
VT  The  univerfal  Lord  : 
The  fovereign  King  of  kings  : 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 

X 


24z  PSALM      CXXXVL 

His  power  and  grace 

Arefiill  the  fame ; 

And  let  his  name 

Have  endlefs  praife. 
a  How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 
What  wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  form'd  the  earth  and  feas, 
And  fprcad  the  heavens  alone. 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Shall Jl i II  endure  ; 

And  ever  fure 

Abides  thy  word. 

3  His  wifdomfram'd  the  fun 
To  crown  the  day  with  light  ; 
The  moon  and  twinkling  ftars 
To  cheer  the  darkfome  night. 

His  power  and  grace 
Are  fiill  the  fame  ; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endlefs  praife. 

4  [He  fmote  the  firft-born  fons, 
The  flower  of  Egypt,  d<rad  : 
And  thence  his  chofen  tribes 
With  joy  and  glory  led. 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  Jlil'l  endure  ; 
And  ever  fare 
Abides  thy  word. 
e  His  power  and  lifted  rod 
Cleft  the  red-fea  in  two  ; 
And  for  his  people  made 
A  wondrous  paii'age  through. 
His  power  and  grace 
Are  jl  ill  the  fame  ; 
An  I  let  his  name 
Have  endlefs  praife. 
6  But  cruel  Pharaoh  there 
With  all  his  hoft  he  drown'd  ; 
And  brought  his  Ifrael  fafe 
Through  a  long  defert  ground 
Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  full  endure, 
And  ever  fure 
Sides  thy  word. 


PSALM       CXXXVk  24 

P    A    U    S    R. 

7  The  kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  hand  ; 
While  his  own  fervants  took 
Poffefiion  of  their  land. 

His  power  and  grace 
Are  JIM  the  fame  ; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endlefs  praife.~\ 

8  He  faw  the  nations  lie 
All  perifhing  in  fin, 
And  pity'd  the  fad  ftate 
The  ruin'd  -world  was  in. 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  fill  endure  \ 
And  ever  jure 
Abides  thy  ivorJ. 

9  He  fent  his  only  Son 

To  fave  us  from  our  woe, 
From  fatan,  fin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  foe. 

His  poiver  and  grace 

Are  fill  the  fame  ; 

And  let  his  name 

Have  endlefs  praife. 

10  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 
To  God  the  heavenly  king  : 
And  let  the  fpacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  fing, 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  fill  endure  \ 
And  ever  fur  e 
Abides  thy  ivord, 


G1 


a  l  m     CXXXVI.     Abridged.     Long   Metre. 

VE  to  our  God  immortal  praife  ; 
.     Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways  ; 
Wonders  ofgta-:e  to  God  belong 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  x:ur  fng. 
Give  to  the  Lord  of  "lords  renown, 
The  King  of  kings  7,-ith  glory  ^rown  ; 
His  mercies  ever  f hall  endure, 

J 


144  PSALM      CXXXVII 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  fpread  the  iky, 
And  fix'd  the  fiarry  lights  on  high : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  b<  long 
Repeat  his  mercies  in your  Jong. 

A  He  fills  the  fup  with  morning  light, 
"  He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night  : 

His  mercies  everjliall  endure, 

When  funs  and  moons  Jhall  Jhine  no  more. 
t  The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 

And  brought  them  to  the  prom  is' d  land  : 

Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong. 
•3  He  faw  the  Gentiles" dead  in  fin, 

And  felt  his  pity  move  within  : 

His  mercies  ever  Jhall  endure 

When  death  andfinjhdl  reign  no  more. 
*-  He  fent  his  Son  with  power  to  fa\e 
'   From  guilt,  and  darknefs,  and  the  grave  r 

Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  you"  Jong. 
i  Thro'  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 

And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  feaf: 

His  mercies  tve^f 'all tndure 

iVJun  this  vain  "-world J'.all  be  no  more. 

r  S  a  l  m    cxxxvii. 

The  Babylonian   Captivity, 
j      \    LONG  the  banks  where  Babel's  currcut  flows 
/\  Our  captive  bar..],  in  deep  defpondence  ftray'd 
While  Zion's  fall  in  fad  remembrance  rofe, 

Her  friends,  her  children  mingled  with  the  dead. 
z  The  tunelcfs  harp,  fhat  once  with  joy  we  ftrung. 
When  praife  employ'd  and  mirth  infpir  d  the  lay 
Jr.  mournful  lilence  on  the  willows  hung  ; 
And  growing  grief  prolongM  the  tedious  day. 
j  The  barbarous  tyrants,  to  increafe  the  w<  e, 
With  taunting  fmiles  a  long  of  Zion  claim  ; 
Bid  facred  praifc  in  itrains  melodious  flow, 

While  they  blafpheme  the  great  Jehovah's  name. 

4  But  how,  in  heathen  chains  and  lands  unknown, 

Shall  Ifrael's  fons,  a  fong  of  Zion  raife  ? 
O  haplefs  Salem,  God's  terreftial  throne, 
Thou  land  of  glory, facred  mount  of  praife. 


PSALM       CXXXVIIT.  a4§ 

5  If  e'er  my  memory  lofe  thy  lovely   name, 

If  my  coJd  heart  negledt  my  kindred  race, 
Let  dire  deductions  feize  this  guilty  frame  ; 
My  hand  fhallperiih  and  my  voice  (hall  ceafe. 

6  Yet  (hall  the  Lord,  who  hears  when  Zion  calls, 

Q'ertake  her  foes  with  terror  and  difmay, 
His  arm  avenge  her  defolated  walls, 
And  mife  her  children  to  eternal  day. 

P     S    A    L    M       CXXXVIII. 

Rejioring  and  Preferving  Grace. 

1  ^\?17"ITH  a11  my  Powcrs  of  neart  and  tongue 
V  V      I'll  pra^e  my  Maker  in  my  fong  j 

Angels  fhall  hear  the  notes  I  raife, 

Approve  the  fong  ami  join  the  praife. 
1   [Angels   that  make  thy  church  their  care 

Shall  witnefs  my  devotions  there, 

While  holy  zeal  directs  my  eyes 

To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  fkies.] 

3  I'll  ling  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
I    I'll  ling  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 

Not  ali  the  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  (how. 

4  To  God  I  cry'd  when  troubles  rofe  ; 
He  heard  me,  and  fubdu'd  my  foes  : 
He  did  my  rifing  fears  controul, 

And  ftrength  diffus'd  through  all  my  foul, 

5  The  God  of  heaven  maintains  his  irate, 
Frowns  on  the  proud,  and  ftorns  the  great  • 
But  from  his  throne  defcends  to  blefs 

The  humble  fouls  that  truft  his  grace. 

6  Amidil  a  thoufand  fnares  I  ftand 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  : 
Thy  words  my  fainting  foul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

7  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begirds, 
To  fave  from  forrows  or  from  fins, 
The  work  thatwifdoro  undertakes. 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forfakes. 

X  x, 


246  P     S     A     L     M        C  XXX IX. 

Psalm     CXXXIX,    Thjl   Vart.  Long  Metre. 
The  all-feeing  God, 

I    "I "     ORD,  thou  haft  fearch'd  and  fecn  r;e  thro'  , 
£    A  Thine  eye  commands  with  piercing  view 

My  rifing  and  my  refting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flefh  with  all  their  powers. 
c  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own,. 

Are  to  my  God  diftinclly  known  ; 

He  knows  the  words  1  mean  to  fpeak 

Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  ftand, 
On  every  fide  I  find  thy  hand  ; 
Awake,  afleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  furrounded  ftill  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vaft  and  great  ! 
What  large  extent  '   what  lofty  height  ! 
My  foul  with  all  the  powers  I  boaft, 

Is  in  the  boundlefs  profpeft  loft. 

<   Ok  may  tkefe  thought  sfoffefs  my  hreajiy 
Where-e'er  I  rove  iuhtrc-ier  I  reji  j 
Nor  let  my  iveaker  fajfions  dare 
Confent  to  fin,  for  God  is  their. 

Pause     I. 

6  Could  I  fo  falfe,  fo  faithlefs  prove, 
To  quit  thy  fervice  and  thy  love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  pre  fence  fhur*> 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  heaven  I  take  my  flight, 

'Tis  there  thoudweU'ft  cnthron'd  in  light  ; 
Or  dive  to  hell,  there  vengeance  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  chains. 

%  If  mounted  on  a  morning  ray 
I  fly  beyond  the  Weftern  fea, 
Thy  fwifter  hand  would  firft  arrive, 
And  there  arreft  thy  fugitive. 

9  Or  fhould  I  try  to  fhun  thy  fight 
Beneath  the  fpreading  veil  of  night, 
One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray 
Would  kindk  darknefs  into  day. 


P     S     A     L     M       CXXXIX.  i^7 

10   Oh  may  theft  thought  %  foffefs  my  / 

U'kz'-c-ce'  j  rove,  where-e'er   I  rcfl  ;' 

Nor  let  my  weaker  paffiom  Jute 

Confetti  to  fin,  for  God  is  there. 

Pause      FI. 
i  t  The  veil  of  ni^ht  is  no  difguife, 

No  fcreen  fr«m  thy  AU-fearching  eyes  • 

Thy  hind  can  feize  thy  foes  as  foon 

Through  midnight  fhades  as  blazing  noon. 

12  Midnight  and  noon  in  this  agree, 
Great  God,  they'er  both  alike  to  thee,. 
Not  death  can  hide  what  God  will  fpy, 
And  hell  lies  naked  to  his  eye. 

13  Ok  may  thefe  thoughts  foffefs  my  breajl, 
if  'iere-e'er  I  rove,  tuhere-e'er  1  reji  ! 
Nor  let  my  'weaker  fafjions  dare 
Cohfcnt  to  fin,  for  God  is  there. 

Psalm     CXXXIX.  Second  Pert.  Long  Metre. 

The  wonderful  Formation  of  man. 
I  r  j^WAS  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came,. 
X     A  work  of  fuch  a  curious  frame ; 

In  me  thy  fearful  wonders  mine. 

And  each  proclaim  thy  (kill  divine. 
Z  Thine  eyes  could  all  my  limbs  farvey, 

Which  yet  in  dark  confufion  lay  : 

Thou  faweth  the  daily  growth  they  took* 

Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

3  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  nam'd 
And  what  thy  fovereign  counfels  fram'd 
The  breathing  lungs,  the  beating  heart, 
Was  copy'd  with  unerring  art. 

4  At  laft  to  fhew  my  Maker's  name, 
God  ftamp'd  his  image  on  my  frame, 
And  in  forqe  unknown  moment  join'd, 
The  finiiVd  members  of  the  mind. 

5  There  the  young  feeds  of  thought  began 
And  all  the  paffions  of  the  man, 
Great  God,  our  infant  nature  pays 
Iiaraort&l  tribute  to  thy  praifi, 


j^8  PSALM     CXXXIX. 

P  a  u  s  x. 

6  Lord,  fince  in  my  advancing  age 
I've  a^fted  on  life's  bufy  ftage, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  furmount 
My  power  of  numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  furvey  the  ocean  o'er, 

And  count  each  fand  fiat  makes  the  fhore, 
Before  my  fwifteft  thoughts  could  trace 
The  numerous  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

8  Thefc  on  my  heart  are  ftill  impreir, 
With  thefe  I  give  my  eyes  to  reft  ; 
And  at  my  waking  hour  I  find 
God  and  his  love  poffefs  my  mind. 

Psalm     CXXXIX.   Third  P«,t.    Long  Metre. 
Sincerity  prof  eft,  and  Grace  tried  ;   or,  the  Hcartfearch* 

ing    God. 
1  ~\  /T^  &°&>  what  inward  grief  I  feci, 

jtyjL  Wnen  impious  men  tranfgrefs  tl\y  will ! 

I  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane, 

Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain. 
i  Does  not  my  foul  deteft  and  hate 

The  fons  of  malice  and  deceit  ? 

Thofe  that  oppofe  thy  laws  and  thee, 

I  count  for  enemies  to  me. 

3  Lord,  fcarch  my  foul,  try  every  thought, 
Though  my  own  heart  accufe  me  not, 
Of  walking  in  a  falfe  difguife, 

I  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 

4  Dothfecret  mifchief  lurk  within  > 
Do  I  indulge  fome  unknown  fin  ? 
Oh  turn  my  feet  whene'er  I  ftray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfeft  way. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.     Firji  Part,  Common  Metre. 
God  is  every  where. 

I  TN  all  my  vaft  concerns  with  thee, 
J_  In  vain  my  foul  would  try 
To  fhun  thy  prefence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 


PSALM      CXXXIX.  24$ 

I;  Thy  all-furrounding  fight  furveys 
My  rifing  and  my  reft,  , 

My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
IAnd  fecrets  of  my  brcaft. 
,  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 
Before  they're  ferm'd  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 

IHe  knows  the  fenfe  I  mean. 
,  Oh  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  ;. 
Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  irms  I  Ik, 

Enclos'd  on  every  fide. 
So  let  thy  grace  furround  me  ftlll, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  foul  from  every  ill, 

Secur'd  by  fovereign  love. 

Pause. 
Lord,  where  mail  guilty  fouls  retire 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ?   ■ 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 

In  heaven  thy  glorious  throne. 
Should  I  fupprefs  my  vital  breath 

To  'fcape  the  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death, 

And  make  the  grave  refign. 
If  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning-light 

I  fly  beyond  the  weft, 
Thy  hand,  which  muft  fupport  my  flight, 

Would  foon  betray  my  reft.' 
If  o'er  my  fins  1  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 
The  flaming  eyes  that  guard  thy  law 

Would  turn  the  (hades  to  light. 
1  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight-hour 

Are  both  alike  to  thee  : 
Oh  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  power 

From  which  I  cannot  flee 
>alm  CXXXIX      Second  Part.  Common  Metre, 

Tkt  Wifdom  of God  in  the  formation  of  Man. 

WHEN  I  with  pleafing  wonder  fraud, 
And  a]l  my  frame  furvcy, 


zSo  PSALM      CXL. 

Lord,  tis  thy  work  ;  I  own  thy  hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  clay. 

2  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reins  poffeii 

Where  unborn  nature  grew  ; 
Thy  wifdom  all  my  features  trac'd, 
And  all  my  members  drew. 

3  Thine  eye  with  niceft  care  lurvey'd 

The  growth  of  every  part  ; 
Till  the  whole  fcheme  thy  thoughts  bad  laid 
Was  copy*d  by  th 

4  Heaven,  earth,  and  fea,  and  fire  and  wind 

Shew  me  thy  wondrous  (kill  ; 
But  I  review  myfelf,  and  tmd 
Diviner  wonders  itill. 
*  Thy  a~ful  glories  round  me  fhine, 
My  :Jeih  -r -claims  thy  praife  ; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  ofnarurejoin 
Thy  miracles  of  grace. 

Psalm      CXXXIX.   14,   17,   iS.   Third  Par 

Common  Metre. 

The  mercies  of  Go.l  innumerable. 

An  Evening  Pialrn. 

1  T"     02.D,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
I    j  They  itrike  me  +  irh  l'urprife  ; 

Nor  all  the  fands  that  fpread  the  there, 
To  equal  numbers  rife. 

2  My  r.ela  with  rear  and  wonder  icands, 

The  product  of  thy  Bull, 
And  hourly  bleinngs  from  thy  hands 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 

3  Thefe  on  my  heart  by  night  1  keep  ; 

How  kind,  how  dcr  to  me  ! 
Oh  may  the  hour  that  ends  my  lleep 
Stilf  find  my  thoughts  with  thee. 

Psalm     CXL.     Common  Metre. 


ROTECT  us,  Lord,  from  fatal  harm  ; 
Behold  our  rifing  wees  ; 
We  truft  alo  uki  arm, 

To  icatterall  our  foes. 


P 


PSALM      CXLH. 

■  Their  tongue  is  like  a  poifon'd  dart, 

Their  thoughts  are  full  of  guile, 
While  rage  and  carnage  fwell  their  heart, 
They  wear  a  peaceful  fmile. 

O  God  of  grace,  thy  guardian  care, 

When  foes  without  invade, 
Or  fpread  within  a  deeper  fnarc, 

Supplies  our  conftant  aid. 

Let  falfehood  flee  before  thy  face, 

Thy  heavenly  truth  extend, 
All  nations  tafte  thy  heavenly  grace, 

And  all  delufion  end. 

With  daily  bread  the  poor  fupply, 

The  caufe  of  juftice  plead, 
And  be  thy  church  exalted  high, 

With  Chrift  the  glorious  head. 

Psalm     CXLI.     Ver.  a,  3,  4  5, 

Watchfulnefs  and  Brotherly  Love. 
A  Morning  or  Evening  Pfalm. 
Y  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 
_  Like  morning  incenfe  in  thine  houfe, 
And  let  thy  nightly  worfhiprife 
Sweet  as  the  evening  facrifke. 
Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From  every  ram  and  heedlefs  word  ; 
Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  finners  lead. 
Oh  may  the  righteous,  when  I  firay, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wandering  way  ! 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  fhed, 
shall  never  bruife,  but  cheer  my  head. 
Rhen  I  behold  them  preft  with  grief, 
['11  cry  to  heaven  for  their  relief  ; 
^nd  by  my  warm  petitions  prove 
iow  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 

Psalm     CXLII. 

God  is  the  Hope  of  the  He/plefs. 
I^O  God  I  made  my  for  rows  known, 
j  X       From  God  1  fought  relief  j 


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M 


tsft  PSALM      CXLIII. 

In  long  complaints  before  his  throne 
I  pxir'd  out  all  my  grief. 

2  My  foul  was  overwhelm' d  with  woes, 

ieart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God,  w'roall  my  burdens  knews, 
Beholds  the  way  I  take. 

3  0.1  every  fide  I  caft  mine  eye, 

And  f:mnd  my  helper  gone, 
While  friend,  and  Grangers  pait  me  by 

Ner'eclec  and  unknown. 
|  Then  did  I  raife  a  loudc 

And  cali'd  thy  mercy  near, 
<*  Thou  art  my  portion  when  I  die, 

M  Ee  ihou  my  refuge  here." 

5  Lord,  I  em  brought  exceeding  low, 

X  ta  ;  c-    •  hine  ear  4ftS^» 
And  make  my  foes  w1i*Tex  me  know 
I've  an  almighty  Friend. 

6  From  rav  Cad  pnfon  ftt  me  free, 

Tren'fhalll  praife  thy  name, 
Ar.d  holy  men  ihal  join  with  me, 
Thy  kindnefs  to  proclaim. 

Psalm     CXLIII. 

£am  Vj  Jffii&ifJu  hi  Mind  and  Bodj. 

i  "\  lf\  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God, 
[y  L    Scar  when  I  fpread  my  hand*  abroad, 
And"  cr-  fur  fuccour  from  thy  throne, 
Oh  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known. 

1  Let  judgment  not  againft  me  pafs  ; 
Beh  i    nt  pleads  thy  grace  ; 

Should  jurHce  call  as  to  thy  bar, 
No  man  a!  ^'~- 

3  Look  d  'cs 
The  migl.tv  wee*  that  burthen  me  ; 
Down  to  the  duft  my  life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  bury'd  and  forgot. 

4  I  dwell  in  darknefs  and  unfecn, 

My  heart  '■:  de folate  within, 


p    S    A    L     M       CXLIV.  t_v 

My  thoughts  in  mufing  filence  trace 
The  antlent  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  Thence  I  derive  aglimpfe  ofhpfp 
Yobear  my  miking  lpirits  up  ; 

I  flretch  my  hands  to  God  again, 
And  thiiil  like  parched  lands  for  rain. 

6  For  thee  I  thirft,  I  pray,  I  mourn  ; 
When  will  thy  fmiling  face  return  ? 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove, 
And  God  forever  hide  his  love  ? 

7  My  God,  thy  long  delay  to  fave, 
Will  fink  thy  prifoner  to  the  grave  ; 

My  heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eye  ; 
Make  haftc  to  help  before  I  die. 
%  The  night  is  witnefs  to  my  tears, 
Dittrefling  pains,  diftreinng  fears  ; 
Oh  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice, 
How  would. my  wearied  powers  rejoice  ! 

9  In  thee  I  truft,  to  thee  I  figh, 
And  lift  my  weary  foul  on  high  , 
For  thee  fit  waiting  all  the  day, 
And  wear  the  tirefome  hours  away. 

10  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  fhow 
The  path  in  which  my  feet  mould  go  : 
If  fnares  and  foes  befet  the  road, 

I  rlee  to  hide  me  near  my  God. 

11  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 

I    And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill : 
Let  the  good  fpirit  of  thy  love 
Conduit  me  to  thy  courts  above. 

12  Then  mall  my  foul  no  more  complain, 
The  tempter  then  fhall  rage  in  vain  ; 
And  flefh  that  was  my  foe  before, 
Shall  never  vex  my  fpirit  more. 

P  s  a  l  m     CXLIV.    Tbfi  Pari.  Ver.  i  a. 
Affiftance  and  fitlory  in  the  fp {ritual  JVarfart. 

I  T^OREVER  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 
JJ    My  Saviour  and  my  fhield  ; 


554  PSALM      CXLIV. 

'He  fenis  his  fp'.rit  with  his  word. 
To  arm  me  for  the  field. 

2.  When  fin  and  he'll  their  force  unit*, 
He  makes  my  foul  his  care, 
Inftructs  me  in  the  heavenly  fight, 
And  guard  me  through  the  war. 
3  A  friend  and  helper  fo  divine 
My  fainting  hope  mall  raife  ; 
Re  makes  the  glorious  victory  mine, 
And  his  fhall  be  the  praife. 
Psalm     CXLIV.  Second  Part.  Ver.  3,  4,  5, 

The  Vanity  of  Mart,  and  Ccndef cent  ion  of  God. 
i    ~T     ORD,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man, 
1  ^  Born  of  the  earth  at  firft  ? 
His  life  a  fhadow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  hailing  to  the  duff. 

Z  Oh  what  is  feeble  dying  man, 
Or  all  his  finful  race, 
That  God  mould  make  it  his  concern 
To  vifit  him  with  grace  ? 

.3  That  God  who  darts  his  lightnings  down, 
Who  fhakes  the  worlds  above, 
What  terrors  wait  his  awful  frown, 
How  wondrous  is  his  love  ? 
Psalm     CXLIV.     Third  Part.  Ver.    n— : 
Grace  abovt  Riches  ;  "or,   the  happy  Nation. 

1  TTYAPPY  the  city,  where  their  fons 
J£~l   Like  pillars  round  a  palace  fet, 
And  daughters  bright  aspolifh'd  Hones 
Give  ft rength  and  beauty  to  the  itafc. 

2  Happy  the  land  in  culture  drefs'd, 

Whofe  flocks  and  corn  have  large  increafc  ; 
Where  men  fecurely  work  or  reft, 
Nor  fons  of  plunder  break  their  peace. 

j  Happy  the  nation  thus  endow'd, 
But  m>rc  divinely  bleft  are  thofe 
On  whom  the  all-fumcient  God 
Himfelf  with  all  his  grace  bcitowft 


PSALM      CXLV.  2|5 

Psalm     CXLV.     Long  Metre. 
The  Greatnefs  of  God. 

MY  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praife, 
Shall  fill  the  temnant  of  ray  days  j 
lh    grace  employ  my  humble  tongue 
Till  dcatlvand  glory  raifethe  fong. 
The  wing  of  every  hour  fn "ill  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  ; 
fcid  every  letting  fug  lhall  fee 
$Je\v  works  of  duty  dons  for  thee. 
Thy  truth  andjaftice  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thy  bounty  flows,  an  endlefs  ftreara  ; 
Thy  mercy  fwift ;   thine  anger  flow, 
Butdieadful  to  the  ftubborn  foe. 
Tliy  works  with  fovereign  glory  Jhine  ; 
And  fpeak  thy  Ivlajerty  divine  ; 
Let  every  realm  wifh  joy  prolaiua 
The  found  and  honour  of  thy  name. 

Let  diftant  times  and  nations  raife 
The  long  fuccefliori  of  thy  praife  : 

And  unborn  ages  make  my  foag 
;The  joy  and  triumph  of  their  tongue. 

But  who  can  fpeak  thy  wondrous  deeds  ! 
1  hy  greatoefs  all  our  thoughts  exceeds  -r 
iVaft  and  unfearchable  thy  ways, 
Vail  and  immortal  be  tliy  praife. 

fts    A    L    M       CXLV.    1—7,    II  — 13.      Tift?  art- 
The  Greatncfs  if  God. 

LONG  as  Hive  I'll  blefs  thy  name, 
My  King,  my  God  of  love  ; 
[y  work  and  joy    hall  be  the  fame, 
In  the  bright  world  above. 
Great  i:  the-  Lord,  his  power  unknown. 

And  let  his  praife  he  great  ; 
I'll  frag  the  honours  of  thy  throne, 

Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 
Thy  grace  fhall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  . 
And  while  my  lips  rejoice, 


itf  P     S     A     L    -M       CXLV. 

The  men  that  hear  my  facred  fong 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 
4  Fathers  to  fons  ihall  teach  thy  name, 
And  children  learn  thy  ways  ; 
Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  nations  found  thy  praife. 
t  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  antient  date 
Shall  thiough  the  world  be  known  ; 
Thine  arm  cf  power,  thy  heavenly  flare 
With  public  fplcndor  ihown. 
6  The  world  is  manag'd  by  thy  hands, 
Thy  faints  ate  rul'd  by  Ice  ; 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  Hands, 
1  ho'  rocks  and  his  remove. 

I-    s    A    L    M      CXLV.    Second? art.  Vcv.  7,  &V 

The  Gooinefi  yGod. 

SWEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 
My  God,  my  heavenly  King  : 
Let  nge'  to  age  thy  righteoufnefs 
ands  of  glory  funs- 
2   God  re'.gn?  on  high,  but  ne'er  confine* 
His  goodnefs  to  the  Ikies  ; 

the  whole  eirth  his  bounty  (bines, 
And  every  want  fupplies. 
?  With  longing  eyes  thy  creature!  wait 
On  thee  for  dailj  foodj 
Thv  libera!  hand  provides  their  meaf, 
And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 

4  Kow  kind  are  thy  companions  Lord  ' 
How  flow  thine  anger  m^-es  ! 
But  loon  he  fends  his  pardoning  word 
To  cheer  the  fool"  he  Loves. 
.   Cre.  tares  with  all  theitendiefs  race 
Thy  power  and  praife  proclaim  s 
But  faints  that  tafte  thy  rlc 
Delight  t»  blefs  thy  name. 


P    S    A    L    M      CXLVI,  *5 

Psalm     CXLV.   14,  17,  S-fc,     Third  Part. 

Mercy  to  Sufferers  ;   or,  GW  hearing  Prayer. 

LET  every  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpcak, 
Thou  fov'ereign  Lord  of  all ; 
Thy  ftrengthening  hand;  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raife  the  poor  that  fall. 
Z  When  forrow  nows  the  fprit  dawn, 
Or  virtue  lies  diftrcft 
Beneath  fome  proud  oppre (Tor's  frown. 
Thou  giv'it  the  mourners  reft. 

3  The  Lord  fupports  cur  finking  days 

And  guides  our  giddy  yo«th  ; 
Holy  and  juft  are  all  his  ways, 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  fervants  feel*. 

He  hears  his  children  cry, 
And  their  beft  wiflies  to  fulfil 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  fiiail  remove 

From  men  of  heart  fincere  ; 
He  faves  the  fouls,  whofe  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

6  [His  ftubborn  foes  his  (word  (hall  flay, 

And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain  ; 

But  none  that  ferve  the  Lord  (hall  fay, 

"  They  fought  the  Lord  in  vain."] 

7  [My  lips  (hall  dwell  upon  his  praife, 

And  fpread  his  fame  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  fons  of  Adam  raifs 

The  honours  of  their  God.] 

Psalm     CXLVI.     Long  Metre, 
Praife  to  God  for  his  Goodnefs  and  Truth. 

1  T^RAISE  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  (hall  joia 
Jj     In  works  fo  pleafant,  fo  divine  ; 
Now  v/hile  the  tlefh  is  mine  abode, 

And  when  my  foul  afcends  to  God. 

2  Praife  (hall  emply  my  nobleft  powers, 
While  immortality  endures  ; 

My  days  of  praife  (hall  ne'er  be  pafr, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  laft, 
Y  z 


13"  P     S     A     L     M      CXLVL 

)   \hj-d\'}  I  make  a  man  my  trad  ? 
es  mull  die  and  turn  to  duft  » 
iv  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 
id  thoughts  all  vaniih  in  an  hour, 
v  the  man,  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  Ifracl's  God  :   He  made  the  flcy, 
And  earth,  and  feas,  with  all  their  train, 
And  none  ihall  find  his  promife  vain, 
f  His  truth  forever  ftands  fecure  : 

He  laves  th'  oppreti,  he  feeds  the  poor  ; 
He  fends  the  labouring  confcicnce  peace, 
And  grants  the  prifoncr  fweet  releafe. 
()  The  Lord  to  fight  rcftores  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind  ; 
He  helps  the  flranger  in  diftrefs, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs. 
7  He  loves  the  faints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  he/1  : 
1  hy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns  ; 
Fraife  him  in  everlafting  ftrains. 
Psalm     CXLVL     As  the  113th  Pfalm. 
Fraife  to  God  for  his  Goodnefs  and  Truth. 

1  T'LL  praife  my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 
JL  And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death 

Praife  fhall  employ  my  nobler  powers  : 
My  days  of  praife  fhall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  laft,. 

On  immortallity  endures. 

2  Why  mould  I  make  a  man  my  truft  ? 
Princes  muft  die  and  turn  to  fluff.  ; 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flefh  and  blood  ; 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power 
And  thoughts  all  vanifh  in  an  hour, 
Nor  can  they  make  their  promife  good. 

3  Happy  the  man,  whofe  hopes  rely. 
On  Ifrael's  God  ;   he  made  the  Iky, 

And  earth  and  feas  with  all  their  train  ; 
His  truth  forever  ftands  fecure  : 
He  faves  th'  oppreft,  he  feeds  the  poor, 
And  none  ilia.ll  find  his  promife  vaia, 


P     S     A     L     M       CXLVIl.  2.59 

The  Lo.id  hat':-,  eyes  to  give  the  blind  : 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind  ; 

He  fends  the  labouring  conference  peace 
Ke  helps  the  ftranger  in  diftrefs, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs, 

And  grants  the  pnfonei  fweet  releafe. 
He  loves  his  faints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell  ; 

Thy  Cod,  O  Zion  ever  reigns  ; 
Let  every  tongue,  let.  every  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  : 

Praife  him  in  everlafting  ftrains. 
I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lofc  in  death 

Praife  fliall  employ  my  nobler  powers  • 
My  days  of  praife  mail  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  laft, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

Psalm     CXLVIl.     Fhf.  Pa,?. 
The  divine  Nature,  Providence,  and  Gran. 
I    T^RAISE  ye  the  Lord  ;   'tis  good  to  raife 
Our  hearts  and,  voices  in  bis  praife  : 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight, 
4  The  Lord  bsilds  up  Jerufalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name  : 
His  mercy  melts  the  ftubborn  foul, 
And  makes  the  broken  fpirit  whole. 

3  He  form'd  the  ftars,  thofe  heavenly  flames, 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names, 
His  fovereign  wifdom  knows  no  bound, 

A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might  ; 
And  all  his  glories  infinite  : 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  juft. 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  duft. 
Pause. 
j  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 

Who  fpreads  his  clouds  around  the  fky  ; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defcend  in  v^in. 


iCo  PSALM       CXLVIL 

6  He  makes  the  grafs  the  hills  adorn, 

And  clothes  the  fmiling  fields  with  corn  ; 
The  beafts  with  food  his  hands  fuppiy, 
And  feeds  the  ravens  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  creature's  {kill  or  force  ? 
The  vigorous  man,  the  warlike  hoifc, 
The  fprightly  wit,  the  active  limb 
All  arc  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

8  But  faints  arc  lovely  in  his  fight : 
He  views  his  children  with  delight  : 

He  fees,  their  hope,  he  knows  the\r  fear, 
And  finds  and  loves  his  image  there. 

Psalm     CXLVII.     Second  Part. 
Summer  and  Winter. 

I   T     ET  Zion  praife  the  mighty  God, 

1    j  And  make  his  honours  known  abroad  j. 
For  fweet  the  j<-<y,our  fongs  to  raife, 
And  glorious  is  the  work  of  praife. 

a  Our  children  live  fecure  and  blcft  ; 
Our  fhores  have  peaee,  our  cities  refl  ; 
He  feeds  our  fons  with  fir.eft  wheat, 
And  adds  his  blefnng  to  their  meat. 

3  The  changing  fcafons  he  ordains, 
The  early  and  the  latter  rains  ; 
His  flakes  of  fnow  like  woo!  he  fends, 
And  thus  the  fpringing  c*rn  defcends. 

a  Withhcary  froft  he  jhews  the  ground  :. 
His  hail  defcends  with  dreadful  found  : 
His  icy  hands  the  rivers  hold, 
And  terror  arms  his  wintry  cold. 

e  He  bids  the  warmer  breezes  blow  ; 

The  ice  diffolvcs,  the  waters  flow  ; 

But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways 

To  call  his  people  to  his  praife. 
6  Thro'  all  our  realm  his  laws  arc  fhown  ; 

His  gofpel  through  the  nation  known  ; 

He  hath  not  thus  rcveal'd  his  word 

To  every  lalltd  ;  praife  ye  the  Lord. 


P    .«•     a    I.    M      CXLVIII, 
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*fc  PSALM    'cxjlvii:. 

Ye  holy  throng 
Of  angels  bright, 
In  worlds  of  light 
Begin  the  fong. 

2  Thou  tun  with  dazzling  mys, 
And  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife, 
With  ftars  of  twinkling  light. 

His  power  declares, 
Ye  floods  on  high 
And  clouds  that  fiy 
In  empty  air. 

3  Tbft  mining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  ftand, 
Or  in  fwift  courfes  move, 
By  his  fupieme  command. 

lie  fpake  the  word, 

And  all  their  frame 

From  nothing  came 

To  praife  the  Lord. 
}  Ke  mov'd  their  might}'*  whe»l» 
In  unknown  aje;  part, 
And  each  his  woj  1  i\. 
While  time  and  naturelafh. 

In  different  ways 

His  works  proclaim 

His  wondrous  name, 

And  fpeak  his  praife. 

P    A    V    S    K. 

all  the  earth-born  race,- 
And  movers  of  the  leep 
The  fifh  that  cleave  the  fea$, 
Or  it,  their  bofom  fleep, 

From  ft  a  and  fcioie 

Their  tribute  pay, 

And  frih  d  fplay 

Their  Maker's  power. 
'  Ye  vapours,  hail  and  mow, 
Praife  ye  th   almighty  Lord, 
And  itoi-my  winds  that  blow 
*  0  execute  his  word. 


PSALM      CXLVII&  *6. 

When  lightning  fhine 
Or  thunders  roar, 
Let  earth  adore 
His  hand  divine. 

7  Ye  mountains  neat  the  <ki?s, 
With  lofty  cedars  there, 
And  trees  of  humbler  fize 
That  fruit  in  plenty  bear  ; 

Beafts  wild  and  tame, 

Birds,  flies  and  worms. 

In  various  forms 

Exalt  his  name.  s 

8  Ye  kings  and  judges,  fear 
The  Lord  the  fovereign  King  $ 
And  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  heavenly  wonders  ling  : 

Nor  let  the  dream 

Of  power  and  ftate 

Majce  you  forget 

His  power  fupreme. 
-5  Virgins  and  youths  engage 
To  found  his  praife  divine, 
While  infancy  and  age 
Their  feeble  voices  join  : 

Wide  as  he  reigns 

His  name  be  fung 

By  every  tongue 

In  endlefs  ftrains. 
10  Let  all  the  nations  fear 
The  God  that  rules  above  ; 
Hearings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  them  tatfe  his  love  ; 

While  earth  and  iky 

Attempt  his  praife 

His  faints  mall  raife 

His  honours  high. 
Psalm     CXLVIII.     Panxphrapd in  LS^ ketre. 

LUmverfid  Praffs   to    God, 
OUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord 
Fromdiflant  worlds  where  cieateire  dwell  ■ 
Let  heaven  begin  the  r0lemh  word, 
Aad  fcun'4  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 


264  P    S   A.    L     M      CXLVIH. 

Note.      This  Pfalm  may  be  fun*  to  the  Tune    of  the   c/i 

HZth  «r  127M  Pfa/m  if  thefe  two  lines   be  added  t» 

every  Stanxat  (viz.) 

Each  of  his  works  his  name  difplays. 

But  they  can  ne'er  complete  the  praifc. 
Other-wife  it  muft.    be  fung    to   the    nfual    Tunes    of   tie 
Long  Metre. 

z  The  Lord,  how  abfolute  he  reigns, 
Let  every  angel  bend  the  knee  ; 
Sing  of  his  love  in  heavenly  ftrainr, 
And  fpeak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be. 

3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell, 
An  awful  throne  of  mining  blifs  : 
Fly  through  the  world,  O  fun  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams  compar'd  to  his. 

4  Awake  ye  tempefts  and  his  fame 

In  founds  of  dreadful  praife  declare  ; 
Let  the  fweet  whifper  of  his  name 
Fill  every  gentler  breeze  of  air. 

5  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agretf 
To  join  their  praife  with  blazing  fire  ; 
Let  the  firm  earth  and  rolling  fea 

In  this  eternal  fong  confpire. 

6  Ye  flowery  plains,  proclaim  his  fk.il!  ; 
Ye  vallies  fink  before  his  eye; 

And  let  his  praife  from  every  hill 
Rife  tuneful  to  the  neighbouring  fky. 

7  Ye  ftubborn  oaks,  and  ftately  pines, 
Eend  your  high  branches  and  adore  : 
Praife  him,  ye  beafts,  in  different  flrains ; 
The  lamb  muft  bea,t,  the  lion  roar. 

3  Ye  b^rds,  his  praife  muft  be  your  theme. 

Who  form'd  to  fong  your  tuneful  voice  ; 

While  the  dumb  filh  that  cut  the  ftrcam 

In  his  protecting  care  rejoice. 
f)  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 

When  nature  all  around  you  fings  ? 

Oh  for  a  fhout  from  old  and  young, 

From  humble  fwains  and  lofty  kings  ? 


PSALM      CXLVIIT.  25j 

10  Wide  as  his  vaft  dominion  lies, 
Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  fhout  his  praife, 
And  found  it  lofty  as  his  throve. 

1 1  Jehovah  !   'tis  a  glorious  word  1 
Oh  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue  ! 

But  faints  who  beft  have  known  the  Loiv 
Are  bound  to  raife  the  nobleft  fong. 
ti  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  every  chord: 
Fiom  all  below  and  all  above, 
Loud  Hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 

P  s  a  l  m     CXLVIII.     Short  Mates* 
Univcrfal  Pfaitfe, 

I   T"    ET  every  creature  join 

[ j     To  pr*ife  th'  eternal  God  ; 

Yc  heavenly  hofts,  the  fong  begin, 
And  found  his  name  abroad. 

Z  Thou  fun  with  golden  beams,' 
And  maon  with  paler  rays, 
Ye  ftarry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flame-. 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife. 

3  He  built  thofe  worlds  above, 

And  fix'd  their  wondrous  frame  <. 
By  his  command  they  ftand  or  move* 
And  ever  fpeak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapours,  when  ye  rife, 

Or  fall  in  fhowers  or  fnow, 
Ye  thunders  murmuring  round  the  flues, 
His  power  and  glory  fhow. 

5  Winel,  hail,  and  fiafhing  fire, 

Agree  to  praife  theXord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  ftorms  confpire 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above 

His  honours  be  expreft  ; 
But  faints  that  taite  his  faving  love 
Should  fm$  his  praifes  beft. 
Z 


xio  PSALM      CXLV1II. 

P    A    U    S     £       I. 

7  Let  earth  and  occ;;n  know 

They  owe  their  Maker  praife  ; 
Traife  him,  ye  watery  worlds  below. 
And  mongers  of  the  feas. 
§  From  mountains  near  the  fky 
Let  his  high  praiie  refound, 
From  humble  fhiubs  and  cedars  highj 
And  vales  and  fields  around. 
«;   Ye  lions  of  the  wood, 

And  tamer  beafts  that  graze, 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food, 
And  he  expects  your  praife. 

10  Ye  birds  of  lofty  wing, 

On  high  his  piaifes  bear  ; 
Or-fit  on  flowery  boughs  and  ling 
You-  M;  iter's  glory  titer*. 

11  Y?  reptile  myriads  join, 

T  exalt  his  glori^fi  name, 

flies  iii  beauicoas  forms  that  thine* 
His  arondrous  ;kiil  prochim. 
zi   B/  all  the  earth-born  race, 
liio  honours  be  expreft, 
But  feints  that  know  his  heavenly  grace., 
Should  learn  to  praife  him  beft. 
P  a  u   s  a.     ft. 
13  Monarchs  of  wide  command, 
Praiie  ye  th'  eternal  King, 
fbdges,  adore  that  fovcrcign  hand, 
V,  hence  all  your  honours  fpring. 
54  Let  vigorous  youth  engage 
To  found  his  praifes  high  ; 
While  growing  babes  and  withering  age 
1  heir  feeble  voices  try. 
15  United  real  be  uSown 

His  wondrous  fame  toraife  ; 
,od  is  the  Lord  ;   his  name  alone 
Deferves  our  endlefs  praife. 
«6  Let  nature  joia  with  art, 

And  all  pronounce  him  bleft, 


PSALM       CXLIX,  467 

"Sut  faints  that  dwell  fo  near  his  heart 
Should  ling  his  praifes  beft. 

Psalm     CXLIX. 

Praife  Go  J,  all   his  Saints  ;   or,    the  Sahts  judging    the 
World. 

I      A    LL  ve  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice^ 
jf\_   And  let  your  fongs  be  new  ; 

Amidftthe  churcfi  with  cheerful  v.,'. c? 
His  Later  wonders  ihew.- 

ft  The  Jews  thepeopie  of  his  grace, 
Shall  their  Redeemer  Bug  ; 
And  Gentile  nation-  jom  the  pral& 
While  Zion  owns  her  king 

Jj  The  Lord  takes  pleafure  in  the  juii> 
Whom  linhers  treat  with  feorn  : 
The  meek  that  he  difpis'd  mduft 

Salvation- thai!  adorn* 

4  Saints  fhould  be  joyful  in  their  king 

E'en  on  a  dving  bed  : 
And  like  the  fouls  in  glory  (ing, 
For  God  Ihall  raife  the  i  :■  1, 

5  Then  his  high  praife  fliall  hi!  their  to-jje;. 

Their  hand  ihall  wield  the  fwofd  : 
And  vengeance  Ihall  attend  their  fongs. 

The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

6  When  Chrift  his  judgment-feat  aTcends, 

And  bids  the  world  appear, 
Thrones  are  prepnr'd  for  all  hisfrlcnds 
Who  hambly  lovM  him  here; 

7  Then  fhall  they  ruje  with  iron  rod 

Nations  that  dar'd  tcbel  : 
And  join  the  fentence  of  their  God, 
On  tyrants  doom'd  to  heil. 

£  The  royal  finners  bound  in  chains 
New  triim  Fold  : 

Such  hon  >ur  for  the  faints  ve: 
Praife  ye  andlove  the  Ldrd. 


I 


-3  P    S    A    L    M     CL, 

Psalm     CL.     i,  2,  6. 
A  Song  of  Praife. 

N  Sjods's  own  houfe  pronounce  his  praife* 

His  grace  he  there  reveals  ; 
To  heaven  your  joy  and  wonder  mife, 

For  there  his  glory  dwells* 

1  Let  all  your  facred  paifions  move, 
While  you  rehearfe  his  deeds  ; 
But  the  great  work  cf  faving  love 
Your  higheft  praife  exceeds. 

5  All  that  have  motion,  life  and  breath, 
Proclaim  your  Maker  blelt  ; 
Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  death, 
My  foul  fhall  praife  him  belt. 

The  Christian  Doxology, 

Long  Metre. 
npO  G  her,  God  the  Son, 


And  God  the  Spirit,,  three  in  oii», 
praife,  and  glory  given, 
ven. 

•  letre. 

r   ET  c 

I j  And  Spirit  be  a 

■                                     :  him 

'etre. 

1  v.-?  StAnz.es. 
I. 

'd, 

II. 

. 

D  O  X  J  I  E  S 

Short  Metre. 


YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  faints  that  dwell  below, 
Worihip  the  Father,  praife  the  Son, 
And  blefy  the  fpirit  too. 

As  the  ixyh  Pfuha. 

NOW  to  the  great  and  facred  three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be 
Eternal  praife  and  glory  given. 
Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  faints  in  earth  and  heaven. 

As  the  i$th  Pfa/w. 

^T^O  God  the  Father's  throne 
J|_       Perpetual  honours  raife., 
Glory  to  God  the  Son. 
To  God  the  Spirit  praife  : 
With  all  our  powers, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  fing, 
While  faith  adores. 

END  of  the  PSALMS. 


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n     I     N     D     E     X, 

O     R 

T  A  R  L  E  to  find   a  Pfalm  fuited  to    particular  Sub- 
jects or  Occasions. 
I  not  what    Word  you  feck  in  this   Table  ' 
,  fame  Signification  ;    Or,  fcek  itun- 
lore   general   Words,    fuc 
.  m,  Prayer,  Via; 
&>.'-C6,  ,  Death.,  ice. 

j\    B  Brit   and    fecond,  their    dominion?,. 

£  X  ■djpJ&etl)    Pity  to  them,   41,  35    ftipporteu,  5^,  I 
145, 146.  their  Prayer,    101,143.     Saints  happy    73,;' 

|.th  Party  94.  dffliaifins,  Hope  in  them  42,  13, 
77.     Support  and  Profit!  119,  14.'/}    Par/.     lnfirucHoa, ', 
m  94,  119,  iXih  Part,  fan&ified    94,  119,   18/A  . 
ir.rt.      Courage  in  them  119.  I'Jtk  Part,  removed    by 
Prayer  34,  107.     Suhmiffion  to  them    123,    131,    39., 
In  mind. and  body  J43.     Trying   our  Grace   66,    119,*'! 
17/.1  Part^  without  Rejection  89.      Of  Saints  and  Sin-  ) 
ners  different  94,  gentle    103.     Moderated  125.     very 
great    102,    143,    77.       Aged  Saint's    Reflection  and'* 
{  139.     Angels,  Guardian,  34, 1 
91,  all  fubjecl  to  Chrift  89,  97.     Praife  the  Lord  103, 
grefeat  in  Churches  138.  Appeal  to  God  againit  Perfe-d 
cutors  7  concerning  our  Sincerity  139.  Humility    131^' 
S'.Jccntkn  of  Ghrilt  24  63,  47,  1  10.  AJpfance  From  Goi.^ 
144,  13'S.   ^///^//wpr.icu.al  14,  36,  I2,puniihed  10.  ^fr-a 
tribtt&i  of  God    36,    III,     145,     147.     Authority    from  i 

BKSLIDING  Soul  in   Diftrefs    and   DefertiorJ 
25»i  78,  130.     B I  effing    oli 

.  the  Bufinefs  and  Comforts  of  Life  r  17      Blejji  " 
1  Family  128,  133.  of  a   Nation  144,    147    of 
the  Country  6q,  147,  of  a  Perf~n;  1,  32,  1  1  l.  Blood  of 
Chriil  cleanfing  from  Sin  51,69.     Bo;k  of  Nature  anfl 
Scripture  19,     tg~,'qt&  Part      Brotherly  Love  133    Re-  "i 
proof  141.  Buf-nefi^.  Life  bkft  127." 

Cvcr  his  Saints  34.    Charity    to    the 
Poor  37,  47.,  [12.   and   Jufiice    15,   1:2.  mixed' 
with  Imprecations  praifing    God    8.    made 

- .'  [27,  128.  initruftea  34,  78.  Chriji  the  ietoni 


I      N      D      E      X. 

kda*  S.  his  AJl-fufflciency  i6,his  Afcention  24,  J&J 
^o    the  Church's  Foundatmn  1 18.  his  Com.Bg,   t.ie 
Sians  0f  it  12.  his  Coudefceutioii  and    Glorification  5. 
Covenant  made  with  him  8$  fir  it  and  fecohd   coming 
£,07,98,  the  true.D»vkl  33    bis  Death   and    Ileiur- 
rectio'i  22,  16,  69.  the  eternal  Creator,  r 02,  exalted  to. 
Se-Kingfeni  2,  zt,  S.  ys,   «o,   our  Example    .09, 
;u  his  Blood  5T.  God  and  Man  89.  his    Godhead 
I  D  z    our  Hope  4,  5  r.   his  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  40, 
the  King,  Slid  the  Church  his  Spoufe  45-  his  Kingdom 
among  Gentiles  72,  87.  13a.  his  Love  to  Enemies  ic9, 
■  c.  his  Majefty  97,  99-  his  mediatorial  Kingdom   b5, 
1 10    his  Obedience  and  Death  6o-  his    perfonal    Glo- 
ries and  Government  45.  Praifed  by  Children*.  Pneft 
and  King  1 1&  his  Relurreftion  on  the  Lord  s  Day  n». 
ftrenrtnW'Righteoafnefc  71-    hi  ^Sufferings   and 
Kingdom'  2,  zr,  69    his  Sufferings    for   our    Salvation 
60,  his  Zeal  and  Reproaches  ibid.    Chriftians  Qualifica- 
tions 15,  24-    Church  made  of  Jews  and    Gentiles  87.. 
CkurekW*    Beauty   44,    48,    '"the    Birth-place    or 
S-ints  8t.  built  on  Jefus  Chuft  1 18.  Delight  and  Sare- 
tyintt   27.     Deftruftion    of  Enemies    proceeds  from 
thence  76.  gathered  and  fettled  132.     of  the    Gentiles 
4-    4.7.   God  fights  for  her  46,  10,  zo.  God's  Pre  fence 
there  132,  84.  God's  fpeciai  Delight  87,   132.     God's 
Garden  92    Going  to  it  1 2  2.   the  Houfe    and    Care    of 
God  135  of  the  Jews  and  Gentiles  87.   its  increafc  67 
Prayer  in  diftrefs  80.  Reitored  by  Prayer  85,  102,  T07. 
is  the  Safety  and  Honour  of  a  Nation  48.  the  Spoufe  cf 
Chrift  45    its  Worth ip  rind: Order  48.      Colbnies  planted 
107.     Umfort  Holinefs  and  Pardon,  4,  32,    119    nth 
a^vd  1 2th  Parts,  and  Supp  rt  in  God  94,  16,    from  an- 
tient  Providence  77.  143-  of  L.fe  blelt  1 :  7,    and    Par- 
don 130      Company  of  Saints    16,    109     Cm-plaint   of 
^.ofence  from  Public  Worfhip  42.  of  Sicknefs  6.    De- 
fertion  13,  Pride.  Atheifm.    Oppreflion,  *ec.    ro,    12. 
of  Temptation  13    general  '02.  of  Quarrelfomc  Neigh- 
bours 120.  of  heavy  Arhi&<  \  is  111  Mind  and  Body  143. 
ComPaffion  of  God    103,    145.    H7-     Communion  with 
Saints  106,  133.  Confeffion  of  our  Poverty  16.    of  Sin, 
Repentance,  and  Pardon  32,  51  j  38,    130,    143-    Con-- 
jtiekci  ccider  119,  itfh  Varl  fcs  Guilt  relieved  38,3^ 


I       H       D       E       X. 

5-'  :omplaincdof  tic 

God  no,  td  Partes.  Comxrjhm  and  Joy  126,  at  the-' 
4fc«txonofChnfl  1:0.  of  Jew,  and  Gentiles  87, 
106,  96.  CtrrujxioH  of  Manners  ^ener*]  uV 

/Wand  Support  from  G*d  16,    ,i9.  (:«»„,,   in    ] 
16    17,  7r  .«j  115,  i7th    P^v.    Covenant 

made  mth  Chriti  89.  0f  G,*«  unchangeable  3„ 
^  ™>W,35,  I36,  33,  ic4,   t47,  14* 

-^!nolraIhnt;e.,6J)   33.  146.  vrun,  and    God! 
-fumcient  33.   Praifing  God  1  . 

DV/LFDevotion  45,    130.  ^    of   Hun,!;. 
>ifnppointments    in    War    60.      Death    and. 
Resurrection  of  Chrilt  16,  69,    of   Saints    and    Sinners 
17,  *7,49-  and  Sufferings  of.  Chriftaa,  65.     De; 
ance  From  ,t  31.  and  Pride  49  and  the  Rcfurrecrio 
7X,  09,  Courage  in  it  l6,  I7,  ,3.  the  E tied  of  Sin  90.  1 
**  *ft  God  3,  i2j.  and  Salvation  in  God    18,    61 
wnners  warned  95.  ZV/^,  and  Safety  ia  the 
Church 48,  xi,  84.  in  the  Law  of  God   no,    ah    8th 
and  i*h  Parts   in  God  63,  42,    73,  84,    ig.  Wr- 
f  bc'gun  a»d  perfcaed  85,  from    2fc/>a/V   rf,   from 
rf^pDi/?rc/V  34,40.  from  X>«/,J   31,    n3.     from  Op. 
frefionmi  Faiihood  56.   from   Perfection    53,    0.1 
^^34,40,15,    126,    from    M/fWr«jfc    107,   from. 
£/u^r  31.      Surprifing  126.      Defertion  and  Dirtrefs  of 

I  25,  13,  38  143.     Defire  of  KnrAvlcdsz    no,    gth     S 
Par/,  ot  Holmefs  119.  nth  pjr,.  of  Comfort  and  I>-     I 
hverance  119    12th.  Part,    of  quickening  Grace    uq 
1 6th  Part.  Deflations,  the  Church's   Safety    in    them 
46.  Defpair   and  Hope  in  Death    i7,  49,     Deliverance   \ 
fromic.8,  130.     I?n«//w  daily  54,  ,34,    I  +  I.    on   a' 
Tick  Bid  59,  6.   DneHr.n  and  Pardon  25.    and  Defe 
pra>ed  for  5.  and  H.pe  42.   Dijirefs   of   Soul    x: 
iieved  51  uq.    Dominion  of  Man  over  the  Creatures  3     I 
D**6ti  ind  fears  fupp.eiTed  3,  31,  143.     Drunkard   ; 
Glutton  107.    Dut,  to  God  and  Man  xs,  24.  Dwellim    * 
with  God,  fee  Heaven,  Church,  &c.  *** 

E<rf/o«,  Religious  ^4,78.   £>y^'s  Plagues 
End  of  Righteous  and  Wicked    1,37.      Env 
overcome  18.  prayed  for  35,  10c..  deftroyed   (2,76,48. 
£*vyAnl  unbelief  cured  37,  49.     Eauity  and  VVifdom 
«  Provide***  g,    Evening  Pfaim  4,  135,   j^,    ^,,v 


I       X       D       E       X. 

Ltn  of  Graces  26    of  Sincerity  i3,    191    »< 

Fimcs  12.  Neighbours  no.  Magiflrates   11,    5*>    °z' 

72,  no.   £*»  iea' 

"id  K-  -  ,    c     •     ►      ,.        in   rfw 

F -,7777  and  Praverot  perfecul  r-= 

Blood  of  ChriA    51,    32-     in   div,nc    Grace   an 

Erf,  of  Man  15,  141.  ,   "' 

and  Oppreiu,:  ^n     Km 

Ew£fl»ipi33-     Bleffings   i:S.     Fears  *d .Doubt, 

ed  3,  34.  31'  in  !  "J? 

edofi:-  "7» 

bo,     i44.Fr.  "        "  '"    '" 

.,  co. 

G„en  toChrift   2,    22*72.    Choixji 
4;,  6-,  6»9»> 

rv  16,  3;.  hi 
104 

..5.    146.     G<n 
r  and  Goodnefs  66.     C««/  ani  -    b    • 

I4<, 

ill,  J6,    1 

'  8JJ 
lren8.ourP  11,138. 


1       N       D  ■      E       X. 
150.  Goo d Works  15,24,   „2.  prorlt   Man     not   GJ 
cL?°°dnA  0[Gr°6  8'  I03>  »«,  H',  146.      Cofi,lt\ 

wl  A^f  *9'  4''  II0-  J0^'1  Sound    89,    98 

Worftupand  Order  48.   6W,J«;  0f  Chrift  J.  M 

»«   "A        i'-1?  Evidenccs>  or  Self  Examination    2$] 
?39;     above  R,cheS  144   without  Merit,   ,6,    32.    S  \ 
Chrift  45,  72.  and  Providence  33,  36,  ,,<      ,,6 3   '    9  J 
fefcrving  , and I  reftoring  ,38.  Tr^  an  detect /^ 
TryeaoyAtma.on,7j  66,  ,2?.     and    Glory    84,  f" 
Pardomnff  no.     fia;//«frn«rL„„,: \    .2*  9 


5i,    130 


!30-     GW/r  of  Conscience  relieved  i%}   3. 


HARVEST 65,   126.   ,47    rW,i,  Sicknefs,   an* 
Recovery  6,  30,  31.   Prayed  for  6,  38.  39.  /?,«,!« 
toGodi39.    ff,^  of  Prayer  and 
10*.   /W71  or  feparate  Souls   17,    the    : 
»«*«  24  Pardon  and    Comfort  4, 

mo,  nth  Pan.   Hope  in  Darknefs  13,  77,  u* 
oFRefurrea^n  16,  7i.  and  Defpair  in   Death  1-    4 
and  Prayer  27.  for  Viclory  20.  and  Direction  42.    L 
Children  3.  for  the  Lord's-  Day   1  ' 
■10,60.  /W^andSubmhuon  ur.ijd 
p'ocrify  i2.  50. 
IDOLATRY  reproved    n5,   ,35.    j,*^*   68|  3 
A  reigns93,  90,9 7.  jezus    fee    If??cI      ^ 
wd 1  Chanty  35    &  ^,,.0,  ^  0??      s]    an/Sacri* 


I 


^Chnft  40.  i*/W,  r39. 

from  God  25.  from  Scripture  ri9,  4th  and   rtfa 

mr?'!tyo34,    /^'" 

mined  78.&  pardoned  !07.  J, 

aved  from  the  Aflyr.ans  7tf,fs 

to  Canaan  13.5,  136,  77,  ro5    ro7.  ' 

JJcftt78;  pumfliedandp  veJs   J 

the  Wildchicfs  10   .  M  6^i 

Oay  1,  co,  96,  97.  , , .'/',,  J 

}"T'V"!:  -  >•  a::d  Hutu  towards  Men  it.   jJificotM 
o?i  free  $?..    i~q.  ~>     j  j  j 

^'fof  G.  t    in  it    nt) 

JL/  • 

!e  89,  16,    -     • 
63,  42  L Ws  Day  Pfalm   20,    u8,  .      I0 


I      N      D      E      X. 

3.  Lave  to  our  Neighbour    1$.  of  Chrift    to  Sinners 

5.  of  God  better  than  Life  63.    of   God   unchangable 

06,  89.  to  Enemies  109,  35  Brotherly  133.  Luxury 
mnifhed  7$.  and  pardoned  107. 

MAgtfratei  warned  58,  82.  Qualifications  icj. 
raifed  and  depnfed  75.  Majejy  of  God  68, 
KGod  Man  his  Vanity  as  mortal  39,  89,  90,  144. 
)ominion  over  creatures  8.  mortal  and  Chrift  e>ernal 
02.  Wonderful  Formation,  139.  Marriage  myftical 
.5.  Majhr  of  a  family  1  or.  Melancholy  reproved  42, 
nd  Hope  77.  removed  126.  Mercies  common  and 
becial  68,  103.  Spiritual  and  Temporal  103.  Innum- 
erable 139.  Everlafting  136.  Recorded  107.  and 
ruth  of' God  56,  103,  89,136,  145,  146.  Merit 
ifelaimed  16.  Midnight  Thoughts  63,  139  no, 
tit  and  6th  Parts.  ^/Unifiers  ordained  131.  Mitaclesm 
he  Wild'ernefs  114.  Morning  Ffalm  3,  141  of  a  Sab- 
ath  5,  10,  63.  Mortality  of  Man  39,  49,  90.  and  Hope 
lb.  and  God's  Eternity  90,  302, 

mSTslTlON's  Safety  is  the  Church  48.  Profpenty  67, 
|^  144,  Bleft  and  punched  107,  National  Deliver- 
Ince  67,  75,  76.  124,  126.  Delegations,   the    Church  Ts 

Pa  d  triumph  in  them  46.  Nature  of  Man  139. 
•  fmccre  32,  18,  139.  better  than  Sacrifice 
50  Olc  c!gr,  Death  90.  and  Re  furred  ion  17,  89. 
4'RDdN,1$a\\ht&  arfd".  Comfort  4.  of  Backfir- 
ing 78.  and  Direction  25.  and  Repentance  pray- 
d  for  38.  and-Cohfeffion  32.  of  original  and  acTuat 
in  51.  Patient-  under  afflictions  39.  under  Pcrfecu- 
ions  37,44.  In  Darknefs  77,  130,  nr.  Peace  and 
tblinefs  enrounged  34.  v/ith  Men  deftred  120.  Per- 
mioni  of  God  11  r,  145,  147,  36.  Perfected 
Knts,  35,  44,  74,80,83.  Pcrfecution,  Deliverance 
rom  it  7,  53.  9.4.  Courage  in  it  119,  17th  Part.  Per- 
tutors  punilhed  7,  129,  140.  Their  Folly  14.  com- 
ilained  of  35,  44,  74,  3o,  83.  Deliverance  from  them 
El,  9,  10.  Pti'f ever  ante  n8.  in  Trials  119,  17th 
Dtf>Y.  Pejuknce,  Prefervation  in  91.  P/V^  In-ftrudrions 
herein  34.  P/,;y  to  the  afflicted  41.  fee  Charitv,  God. 
'■'l-a.'n.r  without  repining  79,  123.  the  P'romifes  uq, 
:oth  P^rr.  P(39.  Charitv  to  them  1^',  37,  xif  ir 
fortiori  of  Saints   and  Sinners   it,    *},   37.     PwA 


INDEX. 

eonfeffedifi.  Pra&ical  Athcifm  14,  36.  Prat  ft  t< 
God  from  Children  8,  for  Creation  and  Providence  33, 
104.  to  our  Creator  roo.  from  all  Creatures  148.  foi 
Eminent  Deliverances  34,  118  General  86,  145,  15^ 
for  the  Gofpel  98.  for  Health  reftorcd  30,  116.  fa 
Hearing  Prayer  66,  102.  to  Jefus  Chrift  45.  from  I 
Nations  it7;  and  Prayer  public  65.  for  Protection 
Grace  and  Truth,  57.  for  Providence  and  Grace  36 
for  Rain  65,  147.  from  the  Saints  149,  150.  foj 
Temporal  BleiTings  63,  147.  Prayer  heard  4,34,  65. 
60,  in  time  of  War  20.  and  Hope  of  Victory  20 
Praife  public  65.  and  Hope  27.  in  Church's  DiftreD 
80  Heard  and  Zion  reftored  102.  and  Praife  for  Deli- 
verance 34.  Preferving  Grace  138.  Prefervation  if 
Public  Dangers  46,  91,  112.  Daily  121  Pride  anc 
Atheifm,  and  Oppreflion  punifhed  10,  12.  and  Deatr 
49.  Ptinjihood  of  Chrift  51,  no.  Princes  vain  Qlj 
146.  Profe'fien  of  Sincerity  and  Repentance,  &c. 
719,  ^i  part  139.  Falfe  50.  Promifes  and  Threaten* 
ings  81.  pleaded  119.  10th  fart.  Projpenty  danger 
ous  5.5,  73.  Profperom  Sinners  curfed  37,  49,  73 
Prcteci:on,  Truth  and  Grace  57.  by  Day  and  Nigfl 
121.  Providence,  its  Wiidow  and  Equity  9,  and  Cre« 
ation  3.3,  I  {5,  136.  and  Grace  36,  147.  and  Perfec« 
ticn  of  God  36.  its  Myftery  unfolded  73.  recorded  77- 
78,  107.  in  Air  Earth  and  Sea  35,  65,  89,  104. 
107,  147.  Pfalmiox  Soldiers  18,  60.  for  old  Age  71 
for  Hufbandman  65.  for  a  Funeral  89,  90.  for  thi 
Lord's  Day  92.  before  Prayer  95.  before  Sermons  ibid 
for  Magistrates  101.  for  Houlholders  oi.  for  Ma- 
riners  107.  for  Gluttons  and  Drunkards.  107.  Pub- 
lie  Praife  for  private  Mercies  116,118.  for  Deliver 
ance  124  Worfhip  attended  on  I22.  "  Prayer  anc 
Praife  65,  84.      Punlfimekt  of  Sinners  l,  11,37. 

QUalijtcathns  ©f  a  ChriiVian  15,  24.  fyiekerM 
Grice  119,  \6th  part. 
RAIN  from  Heaven  135.  65,  147.  "Recovery  fron 
Sicknefs  6,  30,  116.  Relative  Duties  15,  133 
Religion  and  Tuftice  15.  in  Words  and  Deed  37.  Re- 
ligiws  Education  34,  78.  Remembrance  of  former  De 
liverances  77,  143.  Repentance,  Confetti  on  and  Par 
don  3a.  and  Faith  in  the  Blood  of  Chrift  51  top"*, 


INDEX. 

removed  31.  37.  Refignation  39,  123,  131.  R'folutions 
holy  1 19/1 5th  fart.  Restoring  Grace  138,  23.  Re- 
furreclion  and  Death  of  Chritt2,  16.  of  the  Saints  16, 
17,  49,  71.  and  Death  59,  71,  89.  Reverence  in  Wor- 
ship 89,  99.  jR/'c/?f j  their  Vanity  49.  compared  with 
Grace  144.   Righteoufmfs  from  Chrift  71. 

Sacrifice  40,  51,  69.  Incarnation  of  Chrift  4* 
Safety  in  public  Dangers  91.  in  God  61,  and 
Delight  in  the  Church  27.  6V«/.r  happy  and  Sinners 
curfed,  1,  n,  119,  ift  yw/.  the  beft  Company  16. 
characterifed  15,  24  dwell  in  Heaven  15,  24.  punilhed 
and  faved  78,  106.  God's  care  of  them  34.  Reward  at 
laft  50,  92.  Patience  and  World's  hatred  37.  chaftiied 
and  Sinners  deftroyed  94.  die,  but  Chrift  lives  102. 
punillied  and  pardoned  r.06.  107.  conducted  to  Heaven 
.106,  137.  Af8i<aions  moderated  135.  judging  the 
World  149.  Salvation  of  Saints  10.  and  Triumph  18 
and  Defence  in  God  62.  by   Chrift   69,  85.     San&ifie'd 


Afflictions  119.  laft  fart,  94.  Satan  Subdued  3,  6,  13. 
ftcripure  compared  with  Nature  19,  119,  7th  pMf'm 
1  from  it  119,  4th  fart.  Delight    in   it   J19, 


5th  and  1 8th  £«r*.  Holinefs  and  Comfort  from  it  110, 
6th  fart.  Variety  and  excellency  ti9,  8th  tart  Sea- 
sons of  the  Year  65,  147.  £^Ws  Song  i©7.  6W* 
.Devotion  119,  2d  fart,  34.  £«i/»e  God  6  Sg/r 

Souls  ^aveni7.  S<ck-Bed  Devotion  6,  38,  39,  116, 
ff  #5  healed  6,  .  16.     %w  of  Chrift',  coming  12 

felled  and  pardoned  5i.  Universal  r4  SW/Vv  10    16 

TitP-  fPTved  and  mu*d  i8  p-feit^  ;  $ 

£om  S  »  ITSDgU?  ^  3*  50<  *****  Delive'ranL 
from  it  31,  120.  SW,  m  Separate  State  i7,  IA6  ico 
^/r//  given  at  Chiifs  Afcention  68.     Hi?  T^chS 

3  is  xIl9,9RVr'  5':  ^/WEnemies  overc  mf 
thVv    4t     ^"^^PuniihmentSr.     ^w  of 

S^Md^and'SuramCr6^  10«>and  Winter  f4°/ 
hn^  J ?Jh,/naerz9.»35»  H8.  oWM,  Repen- 
tance and  Pardon  prayed  for  38   of  Grace  1,8      C 

A  a  ' 


INDEX. 
69  no.     Support  md  C.unfel  from  God   16.  for  the 

Affiicled  and  tempted  55.  and  Comfort  in  God  54,  119, 
14th  part. 

TEmftatipus  overcome  3,  i§.  in  Sicknefs  6.  Thanks 
public  for  private  Mcrcico  1 16,  nS,  Tkreatning> 
promifes  81.  Thur.ckr  and  Storm  19,  135.  136,  148. 
Times  evil  n,  12.  Torguts  governed  34,  39.  Tmfi 
in  the  Creatures  vain  62,  146. 

V-iNLTY  q$  Man  as  mortal  39,  89,  144.  of  Life 
and  Riches  40.      Vcngc&tct  and  Companion  6S. 
againft  the  Enemies  of  the  Church  76,  249.      / 
of  Gcd  wafted  3o.     U. Seliej  'and  Envy  c.ired  37.  punilh- 
edge  ,111.      Vows  paid  in  thp 

h  116.  of  Holinefs  119,  [5th />arf< 

W-.'R,  Prayer  ia  Time  of  it  20.  Difappointments 
rein  6o.  Victory  :8.  Spiritual  iS,  144. 
Warning  of  God  to  his  People  8r.  Watchfulnefs  19, 
141.  Over  the  Tongue  39.  Weather  65,107,  135, 
147,  148.  lYickedncfs  of  Man  14,  36,  51.  *F/*/er 
and  Summer  147.  Wifdom  and  Equity  of  Providence  9, 
©f  God  in  his  Works  1 1 1.  Wurks  of  Creation  and  Pro- 
vidence 104  147,  4?.  and  Grace  19,  33,  r  1 1,  13  5,  136. 
Good  profit  Men  not  God  16.  Worlds  Hatred  aV.d 
Saints  Pafcence  37.  Wzrfii-p  and  Order  of  the  Gofpel 
4.3.  Delight  in  it  84.  with  Reverence  89,  99.  Daily 
r;,  134,  141.  in  a  Family  133.  Puhlic  63,  84,  1*2, 
132  Ab fence  from  it  63.  Wrath  and  Mercy  from 
the  Judgment-Seal  9. 

ZE  A  L  and  Prudence  93.    Ztor.t  it:  Clowns 


A    TABLE  to  find  any  Psalm  by 
the  firft  Line  of  it. 

Page 

ALMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  <klts  i7 

Are  finnersTipw  fo  fenfelefs  grown  ic 

Are  al!  the  foes  of  6'fea  fools  f)g 

Among  th'  affemblies  of  the  great  T42 

Anioi^  the  princes..  eartfcly  gods  149 

Awake,  my  foul,  to  found  his  praife  1  94 

Awake  ye  faints  ;   To  praife  your  King  239 

Almighty  God  appear  and  fave  22 

Arife,  my  gracious  God  30 

And  will  the  God  of  gnce  143 

Amid!!  thy  wrath  remember  love  69 

All  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rej  •: ce  267 

Along  the  banks  where  Babel's  current  fio^vs  -244 

BLEST  is  the  man  who  fhuns  the  ph.ee 
SJe-  :   in  lic:-.rt  2 

hie ij  ard^fffff  .1  ;  .  - 

Bleft  is  the  nation  Where  the  Lord  1  r. 

Bleft  is  the  man,  whofe  bread  caa  move 
Bleft  are  the  fouls  who  hear  and  know 
Bleft  i«  the  roan,  forever  bleft 

Blefs,  O  my  foul,  the  living  God  1 

Beh<  hi  rre  moaning  fun 
Behold  the  love,  th«  generous  love 


S  - 


Behold  us  Lor 

Beheld.    O  God^fTrnt  crue!  foes,  140 

Behold  ^he  fare  nundfticm  h-oe  207 

Behold                                int,  Lord  2t6 

Behold  the  lofty  fey  g 

Before  ]                        fu!  :  :rone  174 

GHildi                                            ;  Jge  yoi-ng  6r 

Com                     .  learr;  to  fcur  the  Lord  6z 

CoiTX;,  I  167 

Come  le*  00  r  voices  join  topraife  i'^ 

'Confider  all  my  Sorrows,  Lord  219 

DAVID  rejeje'd  in  God  h:<-  .'.  ren   'h  <o 

Dee]                    ts  let  us  record  12* 

7*ARLY  my  G-H,  without  delay  106 

Exalt  th    Lord  out  God  1*73 


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A         TABLE, 

ITVA.R  as  thy  nam»  is  known 
'     Fat]  hand  zzz 

lit 
2 -9 

Firm  was  my  health,  rr. .  j3 

Fjols  in  their  hearts  belie\e  an  24 

Fore*  -                   :  the  Lor  J  ~Sj 

Forever  fliall  my  fong  record  J  5  1 

From  a^e  toa^e  exalt  his  name  190 

From  -  ~?4 

s  ti:'s 

GIVE  esc 

Give  t  -i»c 

Give  -  :- 

G^i  in  . 

Gel  ray  hope 

125 
Goi  c.  71 

Ir3 

Great  Gv-i  J45 

C:ca:  G-J  attead  I  i-  ) 

Great  C  ij) 

Gre^t                                                   "im  107 
Great  God,  the  heaven's  v.cA  ordcr'd  fn 
Great  God, 

Great  is  tl  e  I  -  ■  ) 
Great  is  the  Lord  ;    his 

Gr;.-                     i  our  God  S$ 
Great  fhepherd  of  thine  LVael 

HAD  ret  tl  ■ 

H. ;.                      t  fears  the  L  aoo 

Happy  the  city,  where  -54 

Happy  the  man,  whofe  cautious  feet  5 

Ilejtf"  me,  O  Gc,  nor  hi  *7^ 

Hc*r  v  ..  '53 


A        T      A    'B..',l      E. 

Help,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fall  2t 

He  reigns  ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns  J 7° 

He  that  hath  mace  his  refuge  God  3  59 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God  64 

How  bleft  the  man  to  whoa?  his  God  5^ 

How  awful  is  thy  chartering  rod  I3& 

How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  ~3. 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear  225 

How  fall  their  guilt  and  forrows  rife  -7 

How  pleafant  'tis  to  fee  237 

How  pkafant,  how  divinely  fair  M4 

How  pleas'd  and  blefl  was  I  2.2,6 

How  lhall  the  young  lecure  their  hearts  2X2. 

JEHOVAH 'reigns  :  he  dwells  in  light  163 

Jefus  lhall  reign  where-e'er  the  fun  12S 

Jen1.:,  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  throne  196 

Judge  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways  49 

fuige  me,  O  God,  and  piead  my  caufe  76 

judges,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws  102. 

Juft  are  thy  ways  and  true  thy  word  33" 

Joy  to  the  world.:  the  Lord  is  come  2?a 

jf  God  fucced  not,  all  the  ccft  2  3° 

If  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny  23  E 

I  love  the  Lord  :  He  heard  my  cries  204 

I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord  7& 

I  wiil  extcl  thee,  Lord,  on  high  52, 

I  fet  the  Lord  before  my  face,  29 

I  lift  my  foul  to  God  47 

I'll  fpeak.  the  honours  of  my  King  79> 

I'll  praife  my  maker  with  my  breath  25S 

I'll  blefs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  6r 

In  anger,  Lord,  do  not  chaftife  IS 

In  thee,  great  God,  with  fongs  of  praife  4° 

In  hafte,  O  God,  attend  my  call  123 

In  God's  own  houfe  pronounce  his  praife  268 

la  all  my  vaft  concerns  with  thee  24S 

In  Judah  God  of  old  was  known  133 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart  234 

It  is  the  Lord  cur  Saviour's  hand  178 

LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raife  169 

I  Let  all  the  heather,  writers  join  214 
A  a  z 


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A      table 

Let  every  creature  join  «r 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpeak  ~-n 

Let  Zion  praife  the  :r.i-hty  God  260 

Let  Zion,  and  her  fongs  rejoice  x-. 

Let  earth,  with  every  iOe  and  fea  ,  '-[ 

Let  .9/m  in  her  King  rejoice  gx 

Let  Tinners  take  their  courfc  IOO 

Let  God  arife  in  all  his  might  n6 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds  J37 

Lord, thou  hail  heard  thy  ferafat  cTy  2o7 

Lore?,  I  efreem  thyjodgmenta  right  aI  . 

Lord,  I  1  ave  made  thy  word  my  choice  215 

Lord,  thou  has  fearch'd  and  feen  me  thro'  246 
Lord,  .v.:cn  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er 
Lord,  what  was  man,  when  made  at  firft 
Lord,  I  am  thine  :  but  then  wilt  prove 
Lord,  thou  hart  feen  my  foul  fincere 
Lord,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old 
Lord,  1  am  vile,  conceiv'J  in  fin 

Lord,  when  thou  cidrt  afecad  on  high  j  ,  7 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtkfs  wretch  was  I  129 

Lord,  thou  hart  caJrM  thy  grace  to  mind  jig 

Lord,  thou  hart  fcourged  our  guilty  land  ic.t 

Lord,  I  will  biefs  thee  all  my  days  60 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  ms  v/hen  I  pray  11 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  fhalt  hear    ■  i2 

Lord,  I  can  fuffer  thy  ret  ukes  ! 3 

Lord,  I  would  fprea  1  my  u  re  dfttrefs  r .- 

Lord,  If  thine  eyes  furvcy  our  faults  1  § 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece  jTQ 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleafont  thing  to  ftand-  i6z 

Lord,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man  2^4 

Long  as  I  live  I'll  clefs  thy  name  2  -  - 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above  ^5 

Lo  !  what  a  glorious  corner-Gone  200 

Lo  !  what  an  antrrtaining  light  2:6 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  26 ■• 

MAKER  and  fovereign  Lord  *  g 

Mercy  and  judgment  are  my  fong  I?  - 

Mine  eyes  and  my  defire  ^o 

My  truft  is  in  my  heavenly  friend  jj 

My  fhephcid  is  the  living  Lord  4 J 


My  mepberd  will  fupply  my  need    •  44. 

My  never-ceaftng  Cong  ihallihow  151 

My  foul,  how  lovely  is  Lhe  place  145 

My  God,  my  everlafting  hope                          -  1-23 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend  124 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue  10S 

My  fpirii  looks  to  God  alone  1C- 

My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  fpfing,s  102 

My  fpirit  links  within  me,  Lord  73 

My  Saviour  and  my  King  ~g 

My  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name  53 

My  G<:d,  the  lteps  of  pious  mea  $$ 

My  refuge  is  the  God  of  love  21 

My  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  q 

My  GoJ,  accept  my  earlv  vows  2-r 
My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God 
My  God,  my  King  thy  various  praife 


My  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel  248 

My  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  duft  Z'ZI 

My  God,  confider  my  dihrefs  tl3 

My  foul,  repeat  his  praife  2gt 

My  foul,  thy  great  Creator  praife  1 3^ 

^TO  fleep  nor  flumber  to  his  eyes  236 
^    Not  to  our  names,  thou  only  juft  and  true     203 

Not  to  ousfelves,  who  are  but  dull  2QZ 

Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace  3q 

Now  from  the  roaring  iion's  cage  42 

Now  let  our  mournful  fongs  record  4, 

Now  be  my  heart  infpfred  to  fing  7^ 

Now  (hall  my  folemn  vows  be  paid  TI  * 

Nw  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear  12q 

Now  I'm  convine'd,  the  Lord  is  kind  !27 

OGod  !   to  whom  revenge,  belongs  !6r 

O  all  ye  nations,  praife  the  Lord  fi0- 

O  thou  whofe  grace  and  juftice  reign  2Zj 
O  happy  man,  whofe  foul  is  fiird° 
O  Lord,  how  many  are  my  foes 
O  God  of  grace  and  righteoufnefs 

O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King  T - 

O  Lord,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great  16 
O.  bleffed  fouls  are  they 

O  God  of  my  falvaticn,  hear  X|J 


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A        T       A      B      L       E. 

,  i  ear  ray  cries  59 

e  j alike  reigns  on  high  101 

O  thou  that  hcar'it  when  Tinners  cry  94 

O  Gnj  of  mercy,  hear  my  call  96 

•  lat  thy  ftatates  every  hour  220 

Oh  happy  nation  where  the  L  59 

Oh  Mef5  the  Lord.,  ray  foul  :8i 

Oh  for  a  fhout  of  facred  joy  82 

Oh  what  a  ftifF  rebellious  houfc  T37 

Oh  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways  2  1 7 

Oh  how  1  love  thy  holy  law  213 

Out  of  the  deeps  of  long  difirefs  233 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  paft  157 

Of  jultice  and  of  grace  I  fang  175 

PROTECT  us,  Lcrd,  from  fatal  harm  250 

Preferve  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need  27 

Piaife  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name  238 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  lhall  join  257 

Praife  ye  the  Lord  ;  'tis  good  to  raife  259 

Praife  waits  in  Sion,  Lord,  for  thee  11 2, 

RETURN,  O  God  of  love,  return  158 

Remember  Lord,  our  mortal  rkte  154 

Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord  57 

SWEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace  256 

Save  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  foe  28 

Save  me,  O  God,  the  fwelling  floods  nS 

Shew  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive.  95 

Shine,  mighty  God,  on  Sion,  fhi»e  1 15 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  father  fay  5a 

Salvation  is  forever  nigh  14S" 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud  14a 

Sing,  all  the  nations  to  the  Lord  » 14 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  yehvoah's  name  166, 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands  16^ 

Songs  of  immortal  praife  belong  I97 

Sure  there's  a  righteous  God  130 

See  what  a  living  ftone  208' 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  m/  King  162 

THRO'  every  age,  eternal  God,  156 

To  God  I  made  my  forrows  known  2<tN 

To  God,  the  Great,  the  ever  bleft  188 

To  ih«e?  moil  hi&h  and  holy  God  *33 


211 

2  24. 

171 


A        TABLE, 
To  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  voice  <  i 

To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  raife  my  cries  j 

To  thee,  O  God  of  truth  and  love  53 

To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe  J4 

To  thee,  before  the  dawning  i  ght 
To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes 
To  our  almighty  Maker,  God 
Th'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high 
The  Lord  is  conic  ;  the  heavens  proclaim  170 

the  God  of  glorv  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high  103 

|he  Lord  Jehwak  reigfis  sf,| 

The  God  Jehovah  reigns  J 73 

li.e  Lord,  how  w  ondrous  are  his  ways  10° 

The  man  is  ever  bleft  5 

c  thy  glory,  Lord  37 

is  4£ 

The  earth  forever  is  the  Lord's  4 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light  5° 

The  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought  73 

The  pvaife  of  Sioti  waits  for  thee 
The  God  of  our  falvation  hears 
'Tis  by  thy  itrength  the  mountains  ftand 
The  Lord,  the  Judge  his  churches  warns 
The  Lord,  the  foveteign  fends  bis  fummons  Forth      6% 
The  God  of  glorv  fend,  his  Ujmmons  forth 
The  Lord,  the  jaige,  be|pre  his  throne 
The  King  of  faints,  how  fair  his  face 
The  Lord,  the  fovereign  King 

The  Lord  appears  my  helper  now  ~°5 

Thy  name,  almighty  Lord,  205 

Thy  works  of  glorv,  mighty  Lord, 

Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth  O  Lord  *'5 

[Teach  me  the  meafure  of  my  d 

Thrice  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord 

Thus  1  refohr'd  before  the  Lord  7° 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,  "  your  work  is  vain 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,  "  the  fpacious  held;  c? 

Thus  God  th'  eternal  Father  fpake 

Thus  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  fea 

Thar  man  isbjefi  who  ftands  in  awe 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  <--'■ 

fchls  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's  46 


no 
in 

313 

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182 


A         -ABLE. 

Thee  will  I  Jove,  O  Lord,  my  ftrength 

Twas  in  the  watches  of  the.  night 

Twas  for  our  fake,  eternal  God 

Twas  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came 
lhmk,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man 
ihou  God  of  Love,  thou  evcr-blefr 
■Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God 
T  iTAIN  man  on  foolifh  pleafures  bent 

V      Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Up  f-om  my  youth,  may  Ifrael  Ly 
Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Unfhaken  as  the  facred  hill 

WE  blefs  the  Lord,  the  juft  the  good 
We  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore 
W  hen  ovarwhelm'd  with  grief 
When  Ifrael  finn'd,  the  Lord  rcprov'd 
When  Chnft  to  judgment  fhall  defcend 
yhen  man  grows  bold  in  fin 
When  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  firong.  J 

When  the  great  Judge,  fupreme  and  iuft  11 

When  I  with  pleafing  wonder  ftand  '  ** 

When  God,  pravok'd  *itS  d.ring  crimes  IQ\' 

When  pain  and  anguifh  kite  me,  Lord  -  i{ 

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«Vho  thai!  afcend  thy  heavenly  place  26 

/Vho  will  arife  and  plead  my  right  16$ 

►V ill  God  forever  caft  us  off-  131 

kVhile  I  keep  fJence  and  conceal  57 

iVhile  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways  64 

iVould  you  behold  the  works  of  God  391 

vVhat  mall  I  render  to  my  God  205 

»Vith  my  whole  heart  I've  fought  thy  face  218 

YE  fons  of  pride,  that  hate  the  juft  85 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  join  261 

that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord  200 

i'e  fervants  of  Ih'  almighty  King  201 

i'e  Tons  of  men,  a  feeble  race  161 

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HYMNS 

AND 

SPIRITUAL     SONG  So 

H  y  m   n     I. 

A  Song  to  the  £,arnli  that  ivasjlain*     Rev*. 

I   TOEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 
J£3  Ami 4ft  the  Father's  throne  ; 
Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name. 
And  fongs  before  unknown. 

t  While  angels  worfhip  at  his  feet, 
And  fahits  around  him  throng-, 
The  church  on  earth  with  joy  fhall  meat, 
And  join  the  heavenly  fong. 

3  Eternal  Father,  who  (hall  look  <" 

Thro'  all  thy  fecret  will  ? 
Who  but  the  Son  lhall  take  the  book,  "' 
And  open  every  fcal  ? 

4  He  fhall  accomplish  thy  decrees, 
And  all  thy  wonders  tell  : 

Lo  1  in  his  fovereign  hand,  the  keys 
Of  heaven,  and  death,  and  hell. 

5  He  hath  redeem'd  our  fouls  with  blood, 
Hath  broke  the  prifoner's  chain  ; 

Hath  made  us  kings  and  priefts  with  God, 
And  we  with  him  fhall  reign. 
$  Now,  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  flaya, 
Be  endlefs  bleiling  paid  ; 

^ While  faints  and  angels  fill  his  train, 
And  glories  crown  his  head. 
B  b 


29o  HYMN        III, 

Hymn,     II. 

The  Katlvitv  of  Chriji.     Luke  i.  30,  Sic.  ii.  10. 
j   TTJEHOLD,  the  grace  appears  ! 
j|j  The  promiie  is  fulfi'l'd  ; 
Mary,  the  wondrous  virgin,  bears, 
And  Jefus  is  the  child  ! 
2.  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 
A  heavenly  form  appears  : 
He  tells  theihephcrds  of  their  joys, 
And'banifhes  their  fca  , 

-   Go  humble  fvah:s  ;   faid  he, 
To  Vn 
The  frotnh'd  infant,  born  to-day, 
Doth  in  a  manger  lie. 

-rem, 
•        Go,   vifit  Ckrtfiyeur  s\:ng   \ 

/Vnd  fttait  a  flaming  troop  was  feen  j 
The  fhepherds  heard  them  fiog. 

e   Glory  to  God  on  high  \ 

And  heavenly  feat*  on  earth  ; 
Good  -will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
the  Redeemer's  birth  . 

6  In  worfhip  fo  divine., 

Let  faints  employ  their  tengues; 

With  the  celeftial  hofts  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  fongs. 

7  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

And  Heavenly  -peace  on  tartn, 
Good  n,to  *»gchjy> 

At  our  Redeemer's  birth. 

Hymn.     HI. 
SuLtntfon  to  ajfliclive  piovide.ces,  Job.  1.   K. 
,  XT  IKED,  at  from  the  earth  we  came, 
j\       And  rofe  to  life  at  hrft, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  duft. 
«  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 
**       And  fondlv  call  our  own, 
Are  but  ftiort  favours  borrow  d  no*, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 


H      Y      M      N        IV.  291 

'Tis  God  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  finks  them  in  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and  (bletted  be  his  name  !} 

He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  pai'iions  then  1 

Let  each  rebellious  ligh, 

Be  filcnt  at  his  fovereign  will, 

And  every  murmur  die. 

5  If  fmilling  mercy  orown  our  lives, 

Its  praifes  (hall  be  fpiead, 
And  we'll  adore  the  juftice  too, 
Which  ftrikes  our  comforts  dead. 

H  y  m   n     IV. 

The  invitation  of the.  gofpef,  I  fa.  iv.    I2>  &?V. 
j       T    ET  every  mortal  ear  attend,  •    %. 

1  _j  And  every  heart  rejoice, 
The  trumpet  of  the  gofpel  founds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

t  Come  all  ye  hungry  ftarving  fouls, 
Who  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  ftrive  with  earthly  toys, 
I'o  fill  th'  immortal  mind. 

3  Eternal  wifdom  has  prepar'd 

A  foul-reviving  feaft, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provifion  tafte. 

4  Come,  ye  who  pant  for  living  ftreams, 

And  pine  away,  and  die  ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirit 
With  fprings  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  fpreading  occeans  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6  Great  God,  the  treaiuies  of  thy  love 

Are  everlafting  mines, 
Deep  our  helplefs  mercies  are, 
And  beundlefs  as  our  fins. 


i9z  HYMN         VI. 

M    N       V. 

Blefednefs  of  goJi'l  times,     lfa.  v.  :,  7,  &'. 
3  TToWbc-iuU'Wi  are  tkeir  feet 

Who  brings  (alvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 
1  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
How  iv.cct  the  tidings  are  ! 
"  Zi  thy  Saviour  king, 

44  He  reigns  una  triumphs  here. 
:v  happy  are  our  1 
Thai  hear  ih>  joyful  found, 

ng  to  know 
And  fought,  but  never  found  ! 
4.  How  blcfl  our  lavifh'd  eyes, 
That  (ec  this  hea\enty  light  ; 
Tropes  :.;;c  kings  defu'd  i'. 
E..t  dy'd  without  the  fight.  ! 
r  The  v  atehmen  pin  their  voice, 
Ai  i  tuneful  not< 
Jtrui.  lero  brt;  '•'■ 
And  delerts  k. 
(    J  ..c  (Lord  difpl 

1  hrough  all  tl  c  «.  irth  ;Hond  ; 
I.ct  every  na.ion  new  I  <.!-,<. hi 
Xhcii  their  Coi. 

Hymn       VI. 
The triutnfh  of  Farti,  Rom.  viii.   33. 
j  TT 7iK)  fcafi  t!:c  Lord's  etoA  con 
\\     'Tis  God  who  juftffics  rtwn  I 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  flrcaru, 
O'er  all  their  fins  divinely  rolls. 
2  Who  fhall  ajudge  tbt  Wpt«  to  hell  ? 
»Tis  Chrifl  who  fuffer'd  in  their  i;e*i  ; 
And,  the  falvation  to  fulfil, 
-Id  him  riling  from  thee 
1  He  lives  !   He  Uves  !   and  fit:,  \r 
Forever  interceding  there  : 
Who  (hall  divide  us  from  Hi  love, 
Or  what  mall  tempt  us  to  del'pair  \ 


H      Y       M      N        YtTI.  ift 

4  ShaH  perfecution,  or  diftrefs, 
F;unine,  or  fword  or  nakednefs  ? 

He  who  hathlov'd  us,  bears  us  through. 
And  makes  us  more  than  conqu'rors  too 

5  Faith  has  an  overcoming  power, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  : 
Chrift  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope, 
Nor  can  we  fink  with  fuch  a  prop. 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 

Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below, 

Shall  caufe  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Chrift  our  love. 

Hymn       VII. 
Chrift  our firength.  z  Cor.  XII.  7,  9,  13. 

1  /""\H,  let  mc  hear  my  Saviour  fay, 
\^J    Thy  firength  be  equal  to  thy  dayt 
Then  I'll  rejoice  in  deep  diftrefs, 
And  trull  lecure  his  fovereign  grace. 

2  My  weaknefs  (hall  my  glory  prove, 
That  power  may  aid  me  from  above  j 
When  rleih  is  weak,  my  foul  is  ftrong  , 
Be  grace  my  inield  and  Chrift  my  fong. 

3  All  things  I  do,  all  fufferings  bear, 
While  God,  my  ftrength  is  with  me  here  ; 
But,  he  withdrawn,  temptations  reign, 
And  pains  and  weaknefs  rife  again. 

4  So  Sampfon,  when  his  locks  were  loft, 
Firft  bow'd  beneath  Philillia's  hoft  ; 
Shook  his  vain  limbs  with  fore  furprife, 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  loft  his  eyes. 

Hymn      VIII. 
Hofannah  to  Chrifi.   Ma.  xxi.  9.   Luke  XlS   33, 
I  TT  OS  ANNA  to  the  royal  Son, 
I   J[      Of  David's  ancient  line 
His  natures  two,  his  perfon  one, 
Myfterious  and  divine. 

»  The  root  of  D«vid  here  we  find 
And  offspring  is  the  fame  ; 
JB .  b  z 


2  $4  H      Y      M      N        X. 

Eternity  and  time  are  join'd 
Jn  ourEmanuaTs  name. 

3  Bleft  he  who  comes  to  wretched  men 

With  peaceful  news  from  heaven  ! 
Hofannah  in  the  higheft  ftrain 
To  Chrin  the  Lord  be  given  ! 

4  Let  mortals  ne'er  rcfufe  to  take 

Hofannah  on  their  tongues, 
Left  rocks  and  (tone's  mould  rife,  and'  break 
Their  filer.ee  into  fongs. 

H     y     M"    n       IX. 

Hope  cf  Heave*,  by  the  Refurre&lon  of  Chtitt. 

«  Pet.   i,  3,  4,  5. 

1   "RLEST  be  thc  everlafiing  God, 
J3    The  father  of  our  Lord  ; 

Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 

His  majelty  ador'd. 
a  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 

And  ca'l'd  him  to  the  fky, 
He  gave  our  fouls  a  lively  hope 

That  they  mould  never  die. 

3  What  though  our  fins  have  doom'd  our  fle'Jh 

A  while  with  dufi  to  blend, 
Yet  as  the  Saviour  rifes  fii-ft, 
His  followers  (hall  afcend. 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine 

Referv'd  again ft  that  day, 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undcfil'd, 
And  cannot  waffe  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept, 

Till  full  falvarion  come  : 
We  walk  by  faith,  as  Grangers  here, 
Till  Chrift  (hall  call  us  home. 

Hymn       X. 
Adoption,  i  J,ohn,  iii.  &c.  Gal.  vi.  6, 

J    TOEHOLD,  what  wondrous  grace 
J3     The  Father  has  beftowed 
On  fmners,   of  a  mortal  race, 
T,o  call, them—; 'fans  of  God\ 


HYMN        XI.  *95 

'lis  no  furprifing  thin< 

That  we  fhculd  be  unknown  ; 
The  Jewifh  world  knew  not  their  king, 

God"s  cverhifiing  Son  : 

Nor  can  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  muff  he  made  ; 
But,  when  we  fee  our  Saviour  near, 

We  fhall  be  like  our  head. 
We  (hall  no  longer  lie 

Like  flaves,  beneath  the  throne 
Our  faith  fhall  Abba  Father  cry, 

And  lie  the  kindred  own. 
Salvation,     Right coufnefs,      and    Strength    in.    Chrifb^ 
Ifa.  x.v.  2r — 25. 

1  TEHOVAH  fpeaks— let  Ifrael  hear  ! 
ij      Let  all  the  earth  rejoice  and  fear  ; 
While  God's  eternal-  Son  proclaims 

His  fovereign  honours,  and  his  names  : 

2  «  I  am  the  lnit,  and  I  the  firft, 

'<  The  Saviour  God,  and  God  the  juft  ; 

**  Look  up  to  me,  from  diftant  lands, 

11  Light,  life,  and  heaven,  are  in  my  hands, 

3  lt  I  by  my  holy  name  have  fworu, 

"  Nor  fhall  the  word  in  vain  return  ! 
"  To  me,  mall  all  things  bend  the  knee, 
"  And  every  tongue  fhall  fwear  to  me. 
4.  "  In  me  alone,  fhall  men  confefs 

"  Lies  all  their  ftrength  and  righteoufnefs  j. 
'*  But  fuch  as  dare  defpife  my  name,. 
**  I'll  clothe  with  everlafting  fhame. 

5  "  In  me,  the  Lord,  fhall  all  the  feed 
"  Of  Ifrael,  from  their  fins  be  freed  ; 
**  And,  by  their  fhining  graces  prove* 
"  Their  intereft  in  my  pardoning  love." 

Hymn       XIL 

__  Youth  and  Judgment.     Eccl.  xi, 

1   "\7'E  fonsofAdam,  vain  and  young, 

Jt    Indul&e  your  eyes,  indulge  youi  tongue, 


t95  U      Y       M      N        XIII.  ' 

Taj  ;>  dcfue, 

Andgr/e  a  loote  to  ail  y.^nr  fire. 
*  Purfuc  the  pleafures  you  defign, 

And  cheer  your  hearrs  with  fongs  3nd  wine  : 

Enjoy  the  day  of  mirth — but  kn^w 

There  is  a  day  of  judgment  too  ! 
3   God,  from  on  high,  beholds  your  thoughts, 

His  book  re:  <>-ds  your  iecrct  faults; 

The  works  of  darknefs  you  have  done, 

Muft  rife  unveil'd  before  his  thione. 

a  The  vengeance,  to  your  follies  due, 

Should  ltrike  your  hearts  with  terror  through  { 
H  >w  will  you  ftand  before  his  face, 
Oranfwer  for  his  injur'd  grace  ?  ■ 

5  Almighty  God,  turn  off  their  eyes 
From  works  of  vanity  and  lies  ; 
And  let  the  terrors  of  thy  word 
Awake  their  fouls  to  fear  the  Lord. 

Hymn       XIII. 
Advice  to    Youth,  Eccl.    xii,   I,  7. 

j  VTO'.V,  in  the  heat  of  vouthful  blood, 
j[_\     Remember  your  Creator  God  : 
Behold,  the  months  come  haftening  on, 
When  you  fhall  fay — myjoyi  are  gone  I 

2,  Behold  the  aged  (inner  goes, 

Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  th«  dead, 
With  endlefs  curfes  on  his  head. 

3  The  dull  returns  to  duft  again  ; 
The  foul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 
Afcends  to  God:  not  there  to  dwell, 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  finks  to  hell. 

4  Eternal  king  !   I  fear  thy  name  : 
Teach  me  to  know — how  fraii  I  am— 
And  when  my  foul  muft  hence  remove, 
Give  me  a  raanfion  ia  thy  love. 


•\ 


H      Y       M       M        XV.  297 

H     v     m     n       XlV. 

Juftijkation  by  Fuitt,  not  by  Works* 
Uo;ii.  iii.   li) — 2.z. 

VAIN  are  the  Ropey,  tie  FoTfs  of  men 
On  their  own  works  ha\e  built  ; 
Their  hearts,  I  y  nature,  aB  unJcan, 
And  all  their  actions  guilt. 

Let  Jew  and  Gentiles  flop  their  mouths, 

Without  a  murmuring  word, 
And  all  the  race  of  Adam  ftaad 

In  guilt  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain,  we  afk  God's  righteous  taw 

To  juflify  us  now  ; 
Since — to  convince,  and  to  condemn- 
I     ill  ,.  e  law  can  do. 

4  jefusj  how  glorkaii  is  thy  grace, 
.,  hen  in  thy  name  we  truft  ! 

Cur  faith  receives  a  rigfeteouf-fcefs 
V.'h  ...  makers  the  firmer  j.ilt. 


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I   "^  TOT  all  the  outward  forms  en  earth, 
['*%      Not  rites  which  God  h?s  givett, 
isu.    vvih  of  man,  nor  bloody  nor  bath, 
Can  raile  afoul  to  heaven. 
1  The  fotfereigti  will  of  God;  alcne 
Creates  us  heirt>  of  grace  ; 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new  peculiar  race. 
3  The  fpirit,  likefome  heavenly  wind, 
Breathes  on  the  fons  of  fieih. ; 
Creates  anew  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afrefh. 
4.  Our  quickned  fouls  awake — and  rife 
From  the  long  flcep  of  death  ; 
On  heaverfly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 
And  praife  employs  ©or  breath. 


*$S  H      Y      M      N        XVII. 

Hymn       XVI. 
Heaven  invijible  and  foly,  i  Cor.  ii.  9,  i#. 
Rev.  xxi.  27. 

1  "\T0R  CVC  hath  fecn>  no'  «r  hath  heard, 
JL>|    Nor  fenfe,  nor  reafon  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 
Tor  thofe  who  love  the  Son. 
a  But  the  good  fpirit  of  the  Lord 
Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  ; 
The  beams  of  glory,  in  his  word, 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  Iky, 

And  all  the  regions  peace  ; 
No  wanton  lips  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  fee  or  taite  theblifs. 

4  Thofe  holy  gntes  forever  bar 

Pollution,  fin,  and  fhame  ; 
None  fhall  obtain  admittance  there, 
But  followers  of  the  lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 

There  all  the  names  are  found 

The  Hypocrite  in  vain  mail  ftrrvc 

To  tread  the  heavenly  ground. 

Hymn       XVII. 

The  Fall  end  recvuery  of  Man  :    Or,  Chrift    and   Sat?« 

at    enmity.      Gan.   iii.    1.    15,   I?.   Qui.    iv.  4,  Ccl. 

11.    15.  ^ 

1   TYCEIV'D  fer  fubtilefnare  of  hell, 

XJ  Adam,  our  head,  our  father,  fell  j 

His  unborn  race  receiv'd  the  wound, 

And  heavy  curfes  fmote  the  ground. 
«  Thus  faith  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 

But  fa^an  found  a  worfe  reward  ; 

"  Let  everlafting  hatred  be 

"  Betwixt  the  woman's  feed  and  thee. 
3  "  Tic  woman's  feed  fhall  be  my  Son  • 

'•'  Ke  fhall  deftroy  what  thou  haft  done— 

"  Shall  break  thy  head — and  onlv  feel 

u  Thy  melke  raging  at  his  heel.:-' 


HYMN        XIX.  25* 

He  fp<ikc — and  bade  fourthoufand  years 
Roll  on— at  length  his  Son  appears  j 
Angels,  with  joy  defcend  to  earth, 
And  fing  the  feleft  Redeemer's  birth. 
{   Lo,  by  the  fons  of  hell  he  dies  ! 
Bttt,  as  he  hung  'twixt  earth  and  ikies, 
He  gave  their  prince  a  fatal  blow, 
And  triumph'd  o'er  the  powers  below. 
Hymn       XVIII. 
Cmviclion  of  fin  by  the  law,  Ro.  vii,  8.   &<a 
I   Y"     ORD,  how  fecure.  mv  confeience  lay, 
[    j  And  felt  no  inward  dread  ; 
I  liv'd  a  while  without  the  law, 
And  thought  my  fins  were  dead, 
s,  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright, 
But  fince  the  precept  came 
I  ftand  convicted  by  its  light, 

And  find  how  vile  I  am. 
I'm  like  a  helplefs  captive,fold, 

Beneath  the  power  of  fin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would, 

Nor  keep  my  confeience  clean. 
My  God,  I'll  cry  with  every  breath, 

For  fome  kind  power  to  fave, 
To  break  the  yoke  of  fin  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  f!ave. 

Hymn       XIX. 

Love  to  Go  1  and  our  Neighbours.     Mat.  xxii, 
^tShUS  faith  the  firft,  the  gceat,  command, 

Let  all  thy  powers  unite. 
To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God, 

With  vigour  and  delight. 
Then  fhall  thy  neighbour,  next  in  place, 

Thy  warm  affection's  prove  ; 
And  be  thy  kindnefs  to  thyfelf 

The  meafurcs  of  thy  love. 
3  This  Mofes  and  the  prophet  fpokc, 

And  Jefus  from  above  ; 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 

And  all  the   law  is  love. 


3«o  IT      Y      M      X        X*. 

4  But  oh,  how  bafe  our  psffions  arc  ! 
How  cold  our  blinded  zeal  ! 
Lord,  fill  'mr  hearts  with  warm  defires, 
Te  learn  and  do  thy  will. 

Hymn       XX. 
Eh3ic»f  foxagneign  an.lfrsc.  Ro.  is.  a:. 
I   rY"*,HE  p<>r  or  moulds  the  pliant  clay, 

J^_       And  forms  to  various  fhapes  with  rafc  j 
Such  is  our  God,  and  fuch  are  we, 
The  fwbjects  of  his  high  decrees. 
1  May  not  the  fovereign  Lord  on  high 
Pt&penfe  his  favours  as  he  will, 
Choofe  fome  to  life,  while  others  dief 
And  yet  be  juft  and  gracious  flill  } 

3  Shall  man  reply  again  ft  the  Lord, 
And  call  his  Maker's  ways  unjulr, 
1  he  thunder  of  whofe  dreadful  v/ord 
Can  crufh  a  thoufand  worlds  to  duft  ? 

4  But,  O  my  foul,  if  truth  fo  bribht 
Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  fight, 
Yctftill  his  written  will  obey, 

And  wait  the  great  decirive  day. 

5  Then  uhall  he  make  Iris  juflice  known, 
And  the  who'e  wo/  Id,  before  his  throne, 
With  joy  or  terror,  (hall  confefs 

His  fovereign  power  and  pardoning  grace. 
Hymn       XXI. 

Mofes  and  Chrift  ;  or,  fin  again]}    the 

Joh.  i.   17.  He.  iii.   3,  5,  5.  2.  2 

1  rT~'HE  tew  by  Mofes  came, 

I       But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love, 
Were  brought  by  Chrifl  (a  nobler  name) 
Defending  from,  above. 

a  Arnidft  the  houfe  of  G  >d 

Their  different  works  were  done  ; 
Mofes  a  fiithful  fervant  iV ->d, 
But  Chrifl — a  faithful  fori.— 

3  Then  to  his  new  command 
Be  ftria  obedience  paid; 


«      Y      M      N         XXIII.  3»A 

O'er  all  his  Father's  houfe  he  ftanis 
The  fovcreign  and  the  head. 

4  The  mrm  who  durft  defpife  ■. 

The  law  which  Mofes  brought,  .? 

Behold  !   how  terribly  he  dies 
For  his  prefumptuous  fault  : 

5  But  forer  vengeance  falls 

On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jefus  calls 
Aud  dare  refill:  his  grace. 

Hymn         XXII. 

The  different   Succefs  of  the   Gofpgf. 
X*  Cor.  i.  13,  24.  2  Cor.  ii.  16.   1.  Cor.  iii.  6;  ^j 

*   /CHRIST  and  his  crofs  are  all  our  themes  ; 
\_/     The  mylt'ries  which  we  fpeak, 
Are  fcandal  in  the  Jews  efreem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek  : 

-a  But  fouls,  enlightened  from  above, 
With  joy  receive  the  word  ; 
They  fee  what  wifdom,  power,  and  love. 
Shine  irt  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  favor  ofhis  rmme 

Reftores  their  fainting  breath  j 
But  unbelief  perverts  the  fame 
To  guilt,  defpair,  and  death. 

4  'Till  God  diffufe  his  graces  down, 

Like  mowers  of  heavenly  rain., 
In  vain  Apoilos  fows  the  ground, 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 

H       Y       M       N  XXIII. 

Children  devoted  to  God.  Gen.  xvii.  7,   10,  Afts  KV% 

H»  *$>  3h 

(For  thofe  ivho  practice  Infant  Baptifm) 

I  npHUS  faith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
X        "  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  ; 
4*  I'll  blefs  thy  numerous  race — and  ther 
"  Shall  prove  a  feed  for  me." 
C  c 


30Z  HYMN        XXIV. 

z  Abra'm  belicv'd  the  promis'd  grace, 
And  gave  his  fons  to  God  ; 
But  water  feals  the  blcvling  now, 
Which  once  was  feal'd  with  blooeL 

3  Thus  Lydia  fan&ify'd  her  houfe, 

When  fhe  receiv'd  the  word  ; 
Thus  the  believing  jailor  gave 

His  houfholdto  the  Lord.  #~ 

4  Thus  later  faints,  eternal  king, 

Thine  ancient  tru':h  embrace  ; 

To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring, 

And  humbly  claim  the  grace. 

H     v     m     n       XXIV. 
Chfift's  Cbtnpajfion  to  the  We&k  and  the  Temp  ted ,  Heb. 
15,   10.  c£f  v.  9.  Mat,  xii.  20. 

TTH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
Of  our  High  Prieft,  above  ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tendernefs, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

z  Touch' d  with  a  fympathy  within, 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame, 
He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  th«  fame. 

3  But  fpotlefs,  innocent,  and  pure, 

The  great  Redeemer  flood  ; 
While  fatan's  fiery  darts  he  bort, 
And  did  refill  t«  blood. 

4  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flefh, 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears  ; 
AikI,  in  his  meafure,  feels  afrcia 
What  every  member  bears. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  addrels 
His  mercy  and  his  power  ; 
We  (hall  obtain  delivering  gra*;e 
In  the  diftrefling  hour. 


W 


HYMN 

Hymn     XXV. 
Submjffion  and  Deliverance.  Gen.  xxii.  6. 

i    O  AINTS,  at  your  heavenly  Father's  ward, 
j^^pive  up  your  honours  to  the  Lord  ; 
He  ihall  rettore  what  you  refign, 
Or  grant  you  blelTmgs  more  divine. 

X  So  Abra'm  with  obedient  hand 

Led  forth  his  fon  at  God's  command  ; 
The  wood,  the  fire,  the  knife  he  took,. 
His  arm  prepar'd  the  dreadful  ilroke. 

3  «  Abra'm,  forbear,  the  angel  cry'd, 

«'  Thy  faith  is  known,  thy  love  is  try'd  ; 
"  Thy  fon  ihall  live — and  in  thy  race 
"  Shall  all  the  nations  learn  my  grace." 

4  Juft  in  thelaft  diltreffing  hoi*r 

The  Lord  difplays  delivering  power  ; 
The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place, 
Where  we  ihall  fee  iurpniing  grace. 

H-    Y    M     N-      XXVI. 

Vhar-fee  aid    Publican,  Luke  xviii.  io. 

1  T>EHOLD  how  finners  di  ("agree, 
J3  Tne  PuM*can  and  Pharifee  ! 
One  doth  his  righteoufnefs  proclaim, 
The  other  owns  his  guilt  and  ihame. 

2  TA-'s  man  at  humble  diitance  llands, 
And  cries  for  grace  with  lifted  haud«  ; 
That  boldly  riles  near  the  throne, 
And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  different  Language  knows, 

And  different  anfwers  he  heftows  : 
The  humble  foul,  with  grace  he  crowns, 
While  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 

4  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 
Join'd  with  the  boafting  Pharifee  ; 
I  have  no  merits  of  my  own, 

But  plead  the  Sufferings  of  thy  fen, 


m 


M      N        XXVIII. 


Hymn.     XXVII. 
He/inefs  and  Grace,  Tit.  ii   IO — 1 3. 

4    OO  let  our  lips  and  lives  cxprefs 
1^  The  holy  gofpel  we  profefs  : 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  fhine 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all   divine. 

z  Thus  fhall  we  be/t  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God  ; 
When  the  falvation  reigns  within 
And  grace  fubdues  the  power  of  fin. 

3  Our  {kill  and  fenfe.  muft  be  deny'd, 
PafTion  and  envy,  1'uit  and  pride  ! 
While  juirice,  temperence,  truth,  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  fpirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blciled  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  ftands  leaning  on  his  word. 

H     y     U     n      XXVIII. 

Love  ahd  Charity,   1  Cor.  xiii.   2 — 7. 

1   "T    ET  Pharifees,  of  high  e fit  em, 
^   j  Their  faith  and  7eal  declare  ; 
All  rheir  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  \\  anting  there. 

z  Love  fuflfer&long  with  patient  eye, 
Nor  is  provok'd  in  fikilfi : 
She  lets  the  preferit  inj'ry  die, 
And  long  forgets  the  pair.. 

3  She  lays  her  own  advantage  bv 

To  feck  her  neighbour's  good  ; 
So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  d:e, 
And  bought  our  lives  with  blood. 

4  Love  is  the  grace  which  keeps  her  power, 

In  realms  of  lifcfit above  ; 
There  faith  and  hope  arc  known  a     m 
But  faints  forever  love. 


' 


HYMN        XXX. 
Hymn       XXI X. 
KeilgbftiOyn  without  Love,  i  Cor.  xiii.  i,  2, 

t   TJAD  1  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jo  vs, 
J^  And  nobler  fpeech  than  angel*  irtc, 
It  j^ve  be  abfent,  I  am  found 
Like  tinkling  brafs,  an  empty  found, 

Z  Were  I  infpired  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  dune  in  heaven  and  hell  ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  1  am  nothing,  without  love. 

3  Should  I  diftribute  all  my  ftore 

■    To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor, 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 
To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name— 

4  If  love  to  God,  and  love  t®  men 

Be  abfent — all  my  hopes  are  vain  '■ — - 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work- of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

Hymn         XXX. 
The  Death  of  a   Sinner. 
B  -»   yry  thoughts  on  awful  fubj efts  roll, 
IVl      Damnation  and  the  dead  •, 
What  horrors  leize  the  guilty  foul      ; 
Upon  a  dying  bed. 
z  Lingering  about  thefe  mortal  fhorcs. 
She  makes  a  long  delay  ; 
'Till,  like  d  flood  with  rapid  force, 
Death  fweeps  the  wretch  away  ! 

3  Then,  fwift  and  dreadful  the  defcends 

Down  to  the  fiery  coaft  j 

Among  abominable  fiends, 

Herfelfa  frightful  ghort. 

4  There  endlefs  crouds  of  hnncrs  lie. 

And  darknefs  makes  their  chains  ; 
Tortur'd  with  keen  defpairs  they  cry, 
Vet  wait  for  fiercer  pains. 

5  Not  ail  Mij^mcrmfti.  a#d  their  btopi, 

for  chcifwn  guilt  attonoj  * 
C  c.  4 


lo«  H      Y       M      N.         XXX I  J. 

Nor  the  companion  of  a  God 
Shall  hearken  to  their  groans. 
6  Amazing  grace,  which  kept  my  breath, 
Nor  bid  my  foul  remove 
'Till  I  had  learn'd  my  Saviour's  death, 
And  well  infur'd  his  love  ! 

E    lil       XXXI. 

The  Death  and  burial  of  a  Saiit. 
I  "\7[7^^  fhould  we  mourn  departing  friends  ? 
y  V        °r  make  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  which  Jefus  fends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 
z  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too 
As  fail  &s  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wifh  the  houis  more  flow 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  fhould  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  rlefh  of  Jefus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  his  faints  be  bleft, 

And  foftened  every  bed  : 
Where  fhould  the  dying  members  reft,. 
But  with  the  dying  head  ? 

5  Thence  he  arofe,  afcending  high, 

And  fhew'd  our  feet  the  way* 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  fouls  fhall  fly, 
And  hail  the  riling  day. 

6  Then  let  the  laftloud  trumpet  found, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rife  ; 
Awake  ye  nations,  from  the  ground, 
Ye  faints,  afce  nd  the  fkics. 

Hymn     XXXII. 

u4  Morning  Song. 

1   /^\NCE  more,  my  foul,  the  ridng  day 
V^     Salutes  the  waking  eye;,  ;      £ 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  p^^ 
To  him  who  rools  the  fkics. 


H      Y       M      N        XXXIII.  307 

Z  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 
The  day  renews  the  found, 
Wide  as  the  heaven,  on  which  he  fits 
To  turn  the  feafons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  fupports  my  mortal  frame, 

My  tongue  fhall  fpeak  his  praife  ; 
My  fins  would  rouze  his  wrath  to  iiarae — 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays  ! 

4  A  thoufand  wretched  fouls  are  fled 

Since  the  lafl  fetting  fun, 
And  yet  thoulengtheneft  out  my  thteadj. 
And  yet  my  moments  run. 

5  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine>; 

While  I  enjoy  the  light  ; 
Then  ihall  my  fun  in  frniles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleafing  night. 

H     y     m     n       XXXIII. 
An  Evening   Song. 
I   THREAD  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  fong- 
JL/     Like  holy  incenfe  rife  : 
Aihlt.  the  offerings  of  my  tongue.-. 
To  reach  the  lofty  Ikies. 

Z  Through  all  the  dangers  of  tha  day. 
Thy  hand  was  flill  m/  guard  ; 
And  ft  ill  to  drive  ray  wants  away^,. 
Thy  mercy  flood  prepared. 

3  Perpetual  bleflings  from  above 

Incompafs  me  around, 
But  Oh,  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  What  have  I  done  for  him  who  dy'di 

To  fave  my  wrethed  foul  ! 
How  are  my  follies  muliiply'd,. 
Faft  as  my  minutes' roll  ! 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  ofmine> 

To  thy  dear  crofs  t  flee  ; 
And  to  thy  grace  my  foul  refign, 
To  be  renew'd  by  thee. 

6  Sprinkled  afrefh  with  pardoning  blood), 

I'd  lay  me  down  torefl  j 


Jo8  II      Y       M      N         XXXV. 

As  in  th'  embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour'*  Ueuft. 

Hymn       XXXIV. 
Lord's   Day;   or,   Delight  in  Ordinances 
j  TT7ELC0ME,  fweer  day  of  reft, 
V/y        Which  faw  the  Lord  arife  ; 
Welcome,  tot'nis  reviving  breaft, 
Andihcfcrejo'.cng  eyes  r 

1  The  King  himfelf  comes  near, 
And  fcafts  his  faints  to-day  ; 
Here  we'may  fit,  and  fee  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praife,  and  pray. 

3  One  diy  amidft  fhe  place 

Whe.e  heavenly  glories  fhine,. 
Is  fweeter  than  ten  thoufand  day$ 
In  all  the  joys  of  fin. 

4  My  willing  foul  would  flay 

In  fuch  a  frame  as  this  ; 
And  fit,  and  ring  herfelf  away 
To  everlafting  blifs. 

H       Y       M       N         XXXV. 

Death  and  Eternity. 
I   QTOOP  down,  my  thoughts,  which  ufc  to  rife,. 
j3     Converfe  a  while  with  death  : 
Think  how  a  gafping  mortal  lies, 
And  pants  away  his  breath. 
%  His  quivering  lips  hang  feebly  down, 
His  pulfes  faint  and  few  ; 
Then  fpeechlefs,  with  a  doleful  groan, 
He  bids  the  world  adieu. 

3  But  Oh,  the  foul,  which  never  dies  1 

At  once  it  leaves  the  clay  ! 
Yc  thoughts,  purfuc  it  whert  it  flies, 
And  rrucc  its  wondrous  way. 

4  Up  to   the  courts  where  angels  dwell, 

It  mount*  triumphing  there  ; 
Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 
In  terror  aud  defpair  1 


H      Y      M      N        XXXVI.  509 

5  And  muft  my  body  faint  and  die  ! 
And  mull  this  foul  remove  ? 
Ok,  for  fomeguardain  angel  nigh, 
To  bear  it  fafc  above. 
i  Almighty  Saviour,  to  thy  hand, 
My  naked  foul  I  truft  : 
My  ftefh  (hall-  wait  thy  kind  command, 
To  mingle  with  the  duft. 

Hymn       XXXVI, 
Frailty  and  Folly. 

1  TTOV^  Ihort  and  hafty  is  our  life  * 
J~\      How  vait  our  fouls  affairs  ! 
let  fenfelefs  mortals  vainly  ftrive 

To  lavifh  out  their  years. 

2  Our  days  run  thoaghtlefty  atortg: 

Without  a  moment's  flay  ; 
Juft  like  a  ftory  or  a  fong, 
We  oafs  our  lives  away. 

3  God  from  on  high,  invites  Us  home, 

But  we  march  heedlei's  on  ; 

And,  ever  hafting  to  the  tomb, 

Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 

4  How  we  defefve  the  deepeft  hell, 
V/ho  flight  the  joys  above  ! 

What  chains  of  vengeance  mould  we  feel. 

Who  break  fuch  cords  of  love  ! 
5  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  fovereign  grace 
And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high, 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  fee  falvation  nigh. 

Hymn     XXXVII. 
Breathing  after  the  holy  Spirit. 
1   f^OME.holv  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
\^     With  all  thy  quickening  powers,- 
Kindle  a  name  offacred  love 
In  thefe  cold  hearts  of  ours. 
1  Behold  us  groveling  here  below, 
Engag'd  in  trifling  toys  ! 
Oi  r  fouls  can  neither  rly,  nee  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 


I1*  HYMN         XXXVIII. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  fongj, 

In  vain,  we  ftrive  to  rife  ; 
Hofannah's  languilh  on  our  tongues, 
And  but  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord  !   and  fhall  we  ftill  itmaln 

In  this  dcclinging  ifate  ? 
Our  love  fo  faint,  fo  cold  to  thee. 
And  thine  to  us  fo  great  ? 

5  Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Come,  fhed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  lhali  kindle  ours. 

H     y     m     *       XXXVIII. 
Chrift's     Interctgkk. 
*  '  |  ''HE  great  Redeemer's  gone 
JL       To  ftand  before  our  God, 
To  fprinkle  o'er  the  flaming  throne 
With  his  attuning  blood. 

2  No  firey  vengeance  now, 

Nd  burning  wrath  comes  down  . 
If  juftice  calls  for  f  nners  blood. 
The  faviour  fliers  his  own. 

3  Before  his  Father's  eye 

Our  humble  fair  he  moves  ; 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by, 
And  looks,  ani  fmiies,  and  loves. 

4  No»v  may  our  'yvCcl  tongues 

Our  Maker's  tiunour  (ing  ; 
Jefus,  the  prieft,  receives  our  for.g«, 
And  bears  them  to  the  king. 

r   "  On  earth  thy  mercy  reigns, 
"   And  triumphs  all  abo\e  ; 
**  But,  Lord,  how  weak  our  m  jrtal  ftraim 
"  To  fpeak  immortal  love  ! 

H     y     M     u         XXXIX. 


W 


Hell;   or,  T'e  ■■:*?. incc  cf-Cod  — 

ITH  holy  fear,  and  humble  fun^, 
The  dread;,:!  Gz  -ciz-z 


HYMN        XL.  gu 

-Reverence  and  awe  become  the  tongue 
Which  fpeaks  the  terrors  of  his  power. 

•  Far,  in  the  deep,  where  darknefs  dwells, 
The  land  of  horror  and  defpair, 
Juftice  has  buik  a  difmal  hell, 
And  laid  ber  ftores  of  vengeance  there, 

3  There  fa  tan  the  firft  finner  lies  ; 
And  roars,  and  bites  his  iron  bands  ; 
In  vain  the  rebel  ftriv'es  to  rife, 

Crufh'd  with  the  weight  of  heavenly  hands. 

4  There  guilty  ghofts,  of  Adam's  race, 
Shriek,  out,  and  howl,  beneath  thy  rod  ; 
Once  they  could  fcorn  a  Saviour's  grace, 
And  fo  incens'd  a  dreadful  God. 

5  Tremble,  my  foul,  and  kifs  the  Son- 
Sinner,  obey  thy  Saviour's  call  ; 
Elfe  your  damnation  haffens  on, 
And  opening  hell  awaits  your  fail. 

Hymn       XL. 
Love  to  the  Creatures  is  dangerous. 
x   TT_T"OW  vain  are  all  things  here  below  I 
JL  X     How  falfe  and  yet  how  fair  1 
Each  pleafure  hath  its  poifon  too, 
And  ev'ry  fweet — a  fnare. 

a  The  brighteft  things  below  the  Iky 
Give  but  a  flattering  light ; 
We  fhould  fufpe-ct  fome  danger  nfgh. 
Where  we  poffefs  delight. 

3  Our  dcareft  joys,  and  neareft  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wavering  mmds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondnefs  of  a  creature's  love, 

Allures  the  flattering  fenfe  ! 
Thither  the  warm  affec~lion<»  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  foul's  eternal  food  j 


gi  t  II      Y      M    ;N        XLII, 

And  grace  command  rny  heart  away 
From  ail  cieated  goad. 

Hymn       XLL 
Skortnefi  of  Life,  ar.d  goodnefs  of  God. 

1  'TTMME,  what  an  empty  vapour  'tis  ! 

J^       And  days,  how  fwift  they  are  ! 
Swift  as  a  fsather'd  arrow  flies, 
Or  like  a  ihootmg  flar. 

a  Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing, 
And  death  is  ever  nigh  j 
The  moment  when  our  lives  begin. 
We  ail  begin  to  die. 
"3  Yet  mighty  God  !  our  fleeting  days 
Thy  lifting  favours  fhare  ; 
And  ftili  rhc  bounties  of  thy  grace, 
Enrich  the  rolling  years. 
.4  'Tii  fovereign  mercy  finds  us  food, 
And  we  are  cloth'd  by  love  : 
While  grace  {rands  pointing  out  the  road, 
That  le^ds  our  fouls  above. 
5  Thus  we  began  the  lafting  fong  ; 
And  when  we  eloft  our  eyes, 
Let  ages  dov-  :i  thv  praife  prolong, 
'Till  time  and  nature  dies. 

H     y     m      n        XLII. 
Cod  the  Thunderer  : — or,,  the  laji  Judgment,    and  Ihll.*- 
J    OINO  to  the  Lot  d  ye  heavenly  hofts, 
1^      A.nd  let  the  earth,  adore  : 
Let  death  and  hell,  thro1  all  their  coafts, 
Stand  trembling  St  his  power. 

2  His  founding  chariot  (hakes  the  fky, 

He  makes  the  cloud  his  throne  ; 
There  all  his  ftores  of  lightning  lie, 
'Till  vengeance  darts  them  down. 

3  Before  him  rolls  a  fiery  fire  am — 

And  from  his  awful  tongue 
A  fovereign  voice  divides  the  flame, 
And  thunder  roars  along  ! 
*  Made  in  a  great  Storm  of  Thunder,  Auguft   20th, 


H      Y       M      N        XL1V.  *    S*3 

V  4  Think,  O  my  foul,  the  dreadful  day 
When  this  incenfed  God 
Shall  rend  the  Iky,  and  burn  the  fea, 
And  fend  his  wrath  abroad  ! 
5  What  (hall  the  wretch,  the  (inner  do? 
He  once  defy'd  the  Lord  : 
But  he  fhall  dread  the  thunderer  now, 
And  fink  beneath  his  word. 
4  Tempefts  of  angry  fire  fhall  roll 
To  blail  the  rebel  worm  ; 
And  beat  upon  his  naked  foul 
In  one  eternal  ftorm. 

■H     y     m     n       XLiri, 
A  Funeral  Thought, 
1  T  TARK  from  the  tombs,  a  doleful  founds 
J^  Jl  Mine  ears  attend  the  cry— > 
**  Ye  living  men,  come,  view  the  ground 
..."  ■«  Where  you  muft  ihor-tly  lie. 

Z  tl  Princes  this  clay  muft  be  your  bed, 
"  In  fpite  of  all  your  towers  ; 
"  The  tall,  the  wife,  the  reverend  heal 
"  Mull  lie  as  low  as  our's. 

3  Groat  God,  i-s  this  our  certain  doom  ? 
And  are  we  ftill  fecure  ! 
Still  walking  downwaids  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepar'd.no  more  ! 

4.  Grant  us  the  powers  of  quickening  grace? 
To  fit  our  fouls  to  fly  ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flefh, 
We'll  rife  above  the  fky. 

Hymn      XLIV. 
The  Lord's  Day  ;  or,  The  RefirreBiofi  of  Chrifc. 
*   TJLEST  morning,  whofe  young  drawning  rayv 
XJ>     Behold  our  rifing  God  ; 
Which  faw  him  triumph  o'er  the  duft,        1 
And  leave  his  dark  abode  1 
t  In  the  cold  prifen  of  a  torcb 
The  dear  Redeemer  lay; 
I)  d 


314  H      Y       M      N        XLVI. 

'Till  the  revolving  ikies  had  brought 
The  third,  th'  appointed  day. 

3  HeH,  and  the  grave  unite  their  force 

To  hold  our  God  in  vain  ; 
The  fleeping  Conquercr  arofc, 
And  burft  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lrri, 

Thefe  facred  hours  we  pay  ; 
And  loud  Hofannas  fhall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  day. 

Hymn       XLV. 
Trie  Chrijlian  Warfare. 
'TAND  up,  mv  foul,  make  off  thy  fears 


s: 


And  gird  the  goipel-armour  on  ; 
M..rch  to  the  gates  of  endlefs  joy, 
Wheie  Jefus  went  and  claim'd  his  throne. 

2  He'll,  and  thy  fins  refift  thy  courfe  ; 
But  hell  and  fin  are  vanquifh'd  foes' ; 
Thy  jefus  oail'd  them  to  the  crofs, 
And  Yung  the  triumph  whe-n  he  rofe. 

3  Then  let  my  (oul  march  boldly  on, 
Prefs  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate  ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 
And  glittering  robes  forconquerers  wait. 

A  There  mail  I  wear  a  ftarry  crown, 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace  ; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  fkies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praife. 
Hymn       XLVI. 
Safvatkn. 

j   Q*  ALVATION  !   Oh,  the  joyful  found  J 
|Jl     'Tis  pleafure  to  our  cars  ; 
A  fovc.ei.n  balm  for  every  Wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

S   Bury'd  in  forrow,  and  in  fin, 
At  hell's  daik  doer  •.  e  lay  J 
Eut  we  arife,  by  grace  divine* 
To  fee  a  heavenly  day. 


H 


Y       M     N    '     XLVIII.  315 


Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  fpacious  earth  around. 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  fry 

Confpire  to  raife  the  found. 

H     y     m     n       XLVII. 
Look  on  him  who  they  pierced,  aniwtoirn, 
3   TNFIK1TE  grief  !  amazing  woe  1 
I    Behold  mvbl-edir.gLord  ! 
Hell  aHd  the  Jews  compile  his  deatft, 
And  ufe  the  Roman  fvord. 
:  Oh  !  the  {harp  pangS  of  fmartmg  para 
My  dear  redeemer  bore, 
When  knotty  wlyps,  and  ragj 
His  facred  body  tore  ! 

3  But  knotty  whip;.;  «nd  ragged  thorn;  , 
In  vain  do  1  accufe  ; 

la  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  basd  , 
And  more  infulting  Jew.:   : 

4  'Twcre  you,  my  fins,  my  cniol  ■  '  S 
|Iis  chief  tormentors  were  ; 

Each  of  my  crimen  became  a  nai|  ; 
Afid  unbelief— I:.:  fpear. 

5  'TwcrVySuthatj    !        he  vengeasce  dew* 
Upon  his g^Utlcis  head  :      ^  .  _ 

Break,  break,  my  heart— On,  built  mine  e;, 
And  let  myforrews  bleed  ! 

6  Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  flinty  foul^ 
Till  melting  wafers  flow  j 

And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  c;.  cs 
in  uadifiembled  woe  ! 

H     Y     M     n       XLVIII. 
T'tc  Bc(>k  of  God's  Denees. 
j   T     ET  all  the  race  of  creatures  lie 
1,     Abas'd  before  their  G  »d  : 
Whate'er  his  Sovereign  voice  has  fo*m  d 
He  .governs  with  a  nod  h 

t  Ten  thoufoaS  ages  ere  the  fries 
Were  mto  motion  brought  ; 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
Stood  prefeat  to  his  thought. 


3*6  HYMN        XLIX. 

3  If  light  att&nd  the  courfc  I  run, 

'Tis  he  provides  the  rays  ; 
And  'tis  his  hand  which  hides  my  fun, 
If  darknef*  cloud  my  days. 

4  Yet  I  would  aot  too  far  enquire-,. 

Nor  vainly  long  to  fee 
In  volumes  of  his  deep  decrees, 
What  lines  are  mark'd  for  me. 

5  When  he  reveals  the  book  of  life, 

Oh,  may  I  read  my  name 
Among  the  chofen  of  his  love, 
The  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

Hymn      XLIX. 

The  Work?!  Thru  chief  Temptation:, 

1  ^IT'111'^  in  theI'Shc  ^ faith  diving 

V  V        we  ^ok  on  things  below, 
Honour,  and  gold,  and  fenfual  joy. 
How  vain  and  dangerous  too, 

2  Honour's  a  puff  of  noify  breath  ; 

Yet  men  expofe  their  blood, 
And  venture  e\  erlafting  death, 
To  gaiti  that  airy  good. 

3  Whilft  others  ftarvc  the  nobler  mind, 

And  feed  on  fhining  dud  ; 
They  rob  the  ferpent  of  his  food, 
T*  indulge  a  fordid  luft. 

4  The  pleafure  which  allures  the  fenfe, 

Are  dangerous  Qiares  to  fouls  ; 
There's  but  a  drop  of  flattering  fwect, 
And  dam'd  witn  bitter  bowls. 
_5  God  is  mine  all-fuflicient  good, 
My  portion,  and  my  choice  ; 
In  him  my  vaft  de fires  are  fill'J, 
And  all  my  powers  rejoice. 
6  In  vain  the  world  accofts  my  ear, 
And  tempts  my  heart  anew  ; 
I  cannot  buy  your  blifs  fo  dear, 
•Nor  part  with  heaven  for  you. 


H      y      M      M        LL  3*7 

ChrilVs  Commit,  John  iii. 
.   r^lOKErteppy  foaU,  approach  youx 
1        With  new  melodious  lungs', 
Co^ne,  tender  to  almighty  grace 
The  tdbute  of  your  tongues. 
.Softrang^fobo^dlefswastHiovc        .. 
-       Whichpity'd  dying  men, 
The  Father  Cent  his  equal  .on 
To  give  them  life  again. 
,  Thy  hands,  my  Saviour,  were  not  a;  rr^ 

With  a  revenging  rod  ; 

Nor  had  sommiffion  to  perform 

The  vengeance  of  a  (joo, 

.But  all  was  mercy-all  was  love 

4       And  wrath  forfook  the  throne  ; 

When  Chrilt  defcended  from  above,  ■     ■ 
And  brought. falvation  down 

H       Y       M       N         LI. 

God  glorified  in  the   Gofpd. 
r  rr*rTE  Lord,  defcending  from  above, 
I         Invites-his  children  near; 
While  power  and  truth,  and  boundlefs  love, 
Difply  their  glories  here. 
8  Here  in  the  gofpel's  wondrous  frame,  , 
Frelh  wifdomwe  may  view  • 
A  thoufand  angels  learn  thy  name, 
Beyond  whate'r  they  knew. 
*  Thy  name  is  writ  in  faireft  lines,    .;; 
Thy  wonders  here  we  trace  j 
Wifdom  thro'  all  the  myftery  &mes, 
It  mines  in  J cfus'  face. 

4  The  law  its  bed  obedience  owes 

To  our  incarnate  God  ; 
And  thy  revenging  juftice  mows 
Its  honours  in  his  blood. 
,  But  fiill  the  laftre  of  thy  grace 

5  Our  warmer  thougnts  emp^s , 

D  d  z 


3'*  HYMN        Llir. 

GAnf,:Wh0lC  f""6  With  bri^"  rays, 
And  more  exalts  our  joys.  J 

H     y     M      n       LII. 

/;rr  ,     C"c*mcfa*  and  B<it>tif»- 

■I'-jants.J  J 

Beneath  the  bloody  feaJ  of  ?race  . 
T..1  Chnft  the  painful  bondage  broke. 

His  Father's  covenant;  and  his  lovc  » 
He  feas  to  faints  his  glorious  grace, 
And  k«dly  owns  then infant  race 

3  Th^  SiS  fp/fnkfcd  with  h"  blood, 
Their  children  feta-part  from  God  • 
H*fp,ritoa  their  offspring's  fhed,  ' 

Like  water  pour'd  upon  the  head. 

4  Inettkbe|ryIaint,  *ith*«PM  voice, 
In  this  large  covenant  rejoice  ;         ' 

Young  children,  in  their  earlvday^ 
Shall  give  the  God  of  Abra'in  priifc. 

*L    Y       M       *          LIII. 

Mi**  ftvaw^  cf  Chrifr. 
Y  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord,. 
1  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  ! 
:thylifethy]awisbeft 
In  living  characters  expreft. 
2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  fuch  thv  zea!_ 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will- 
Such  love,  and  meeknefs,  fo  divine, 

Thl  7  ?  ^   u  fervor  °f  thv  P"vJV  ;      ' 
Thy  confl*cl,  and  thy  vifloiy  too! 
4jBc  thou  my  patrern~makc  me  bear 
^^  gracious  image  here: 

Ami?,0.'  rhf, Judgc' fhali  ™n  »y  nam* 
Amvng  the  f«JWeri-of  the  Lamb 


'S 


ttYMN        LV 
H     v     m     n       LIW 

The   Dcceitfulncft  of  Sin. 
TN  has  a  thoufand  treacherous  arts 
To  practice  on  the  mind 


\wth  flattering  looks  (he  tempts  our  heart.. 
But  leaves  a  fting  behind. 
a  With  names  of  virtues  (he  deceives 
The  aged  and  the  young  ; 
And,  while  the  heedlefs  wretch  believes, 
She  makes  his  tetters  ilrong. 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joys  (he  brings,. 

And  gives  a  fair  pretence  ; 
But  cheats  the  foul  of  heavenly  things* 
And  chains  it  down  to  lenfc. 

4  So,  on  a  tree  divinely  fair, 

Grew  the  forbidden  food  ; 
Our  mother  took  the  poifon  there^. 
And  tainted  all.  her  brood. 

Hymn    LV. 
ChrifiUn   Virtues. 
I  O TRAIT  is  the  way, .the  door  is  flaait* 
|5  Which  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
'Tis  but  a  few  who  find  the  gate, 
While  crouds  miftake,  and  die,. 

1  Beloved  felf  mult  be  deny'd, 
The  mind  and  will  renew'd, 
Faffion  fuppreiVd,  and  patience  try'dj- 
And  vaindcfires  fubdu'd. 
3  The  love  of  gold  be  baniihed  hence* 
(That  vile  idolatry) 
And  every  member,  every  fenfe 
In'fweet  (ubjeftion  lie. 
«  The  tongue,  that  moft  unruly  power* 
Requires  a  liront'  reftraiut: 
We  muft  be  watchful  every  hour, 
And  pray,  but  never  hunt. 

5  Lord  '   can  a  feeble  helplefs  WOJflfr 
Euinl  a  tafk  fo  hard  I 


K       Y      M      N        LYIL 

k  perform, 

ard. 

H   v    ::    n     LVI. 

Chrift«^«/ii 
i   Ccr.  x.   16,   i;. 


T--1-  is  faints 


ret  around  his  board  ; 
Here  pardoo'd  r< 

Communion  with  their  . 
a  For*  is  hisflefh: 

He  bit  .  his  blood  : 

Amazing  favour  !  matchlefi  . 
Of  oui  defceading  God  ! 

3  This  holy  bread  and  wine, 

M  r 

By  unien  with  our  living  Lord, 

And  in  his  death. 

4  Our  heavenly  Farher  call* 

e  me  ; 

We  the  y«u  love, 

And  he  the  fiat-born  Son. 

5  Let  all  cur  powers  tc  j 

His  glorious  name  to  raife  : 
PJeafure  and  love  fiil  every  mind, 
And  ever/  voice  be  praife. 

H  v  M   k     LVI  I. 
The  Memorial  of  our  obfert  Urd,  John  xvi,    i6: 
Luke  xxii.  jq.   John  xiv.  3. 
*  r|  "  HE  Lord  afcends  above  the  fkies, 

JL        Where  cur  weak  fenfes  reach  him  not, 
And  camal  ocjccls  ccurr  our  eyes, 

e  Saviour  from  our  thought. 
z  He  knows  what  wandering  hear^  we  have, 
race  ; 
And,  to  refresh  our  roin is,  he  ga.e 
Thefe  kind  :;.eroorials  of  his  grace. 
3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  fpread 
With  his  own  fie»h  and  dying  blood, 


H      Y      M      N       UX,  1" 

w»  *n  the  rich  provifton  feed, 
Induce the  wU  and  bid.  our  God, 
,  Lctfiaful  fweetsbc  ail  forgot, 
4  And  earth  grow  lets  m  our  efteem  , 
ShriSUL  love  nllevery  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  oehx  ion  hum 

r  Whilft  he  is  abfent  from  our  fight, 

'Tis  to  FcParc  0Ul'  foaU  *  P,  rLhf 
That  wfmay  live  in  heavenly  light, 
And  dwell  forever  near  his  lace. 

H    Y    M    H         LVHI. 

Chrift  Crucifidih  mjdw  arJ  ft-**  of  Got. 

NATUFE  with  open  volume  viands, 
Spread  her  Maker's  praife  abroad, 
And  every  labour  of  his  hands 
Difplays  the  wifdom  of  a  God. 
2  But  in  the  grace  which  refcVd  man, 

^  precious  biood,  and  enmionunc. 

herein?  his  Son  with  iharpeft  («»*, 
To  make  the  purchased  pleafures  nunc. 
f      4  Oh  1  the  fcreet  wonder,  of  *«£**6  r 
*      *  Where  God,  the  Saviour,  b,  d  and  d> 

Hei-nobleft  life  my  ^J^gVA  ftdc. 
From  his  dear  wounds,  and  bleeding 

,  I  would  forever  fpeak  his  name 
5   Tn  founds  to  mortal  ears  unknown, 
WirngelspintopraifetheLa^, 
Andworfhip*  his  Father's  throne. 
Hymn     Li-*- 
TheGoffdTeafi.     Luke .xiv    16,  &c- 
,  T  TOW  rich  are  thy  provifions.  Lord  , 
2    H    Thv  table  furnnVd  from  above! 
fhffruitsJ  of  life  o'erfpre.d  the  board, 
The  cuoo'erfiows  with  heavenly  love. 


3^  HYMN        Lx. 

2  Thme  ancient  family,  the  Tews 
Were  nrA  invited  ro  the  fift' 
^edhru™"y^e  what  they  rcfufe 
And  Gentiles  thy  falvation  taile. 

3  An?,1"6/116  P°°r'  the  blind>  fhe  lame  . 
Eutatthegofpelca,i,Wc  S"  ' 
Aad  every  want  receiv'd  fupply! 

4  Rom  the  high  way  which  lea*  to  heir 
Rom  paths  of  darkne/sandl^r,    "' 
Lord,  we  are  come  with  thee  to  dwell 
And  feel  thy  gladfome  prefence  here   ' 

5  Ourevttlaftingloveflullfl 
To  him  who  left  his  Weft  abode, 

To  J°n?     rhef«  dari^»e  realms  below, 
lo  bring  us  wanderew  back  to  God. 

H   Y    M    N        lx. 

H£mc;n,ry  of  our  dying  Lord 
.  Awakes  a  thankful  tonga* 

And  bleft'd  the  food,  aud  (taq. 

,H-^y  the  man  who  cat  this  br^d. 
Bu   doubly-blefs'dwasbe 
• 
Hean'd  it,  Lord,  pa  thee. 

=  fa  nrie  delights  we 
irite  did, 
And  fit  r.n:l  lean  en  Jefu^'  | 

Aud  taketht  facred  bread. ' 

from  the  palace  of  the  fci«, 
lr   I  iefcendsj 

J  Uhetries) 

-  friends/' 

love 
it  below  ' 
feeds  his  faints  above 
W>th  ntbicr  bleffing  too. 


HYMN        LXII.  3*3 

6  Come  the  dear  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
That  brings  our  fouls  to  God, 
Then  we  fhall  need  thefe  types  no  more, 
But  tafte  the  heavenly  food. 

Hymn     LXI. 
Grace  and  Glory  by  the  Death  of  Chriji. 

1  TT7HILE  fitting  rotmd  our  father's  board, 

\\        We  raife  our  tuneful  breath  ; 
Our  faith  beholds  our  dying  Lord, 
And  dooms  our  fins  to  death. 

2  We  fee  the  blood  of  Jefus  fhe^, 

Whence  all  our  pardons  rife, 
The  fmi.er  views  th'  atonement  mad*, 
.And  loves  the  facrifice. 

3  Ihy  cruel  thorns  thy  fhameful  crofs  ; 

Procure  us  heavenly  crowns  : 
Our  gain  arifes  from  thy  lofs  ; 
Our  healing,  from  thy  wounds. 

4  Not  all  the  race  of  mortals  here, 

Who  dwell  in  feeble  clay, 
For  thee  can  equal  fufferings  bear 
Or  equal  thanks  repav. 

H     y     m     n      LXII. 
Divine   Glories  and  Graces. 
I  1'TTOW  fair  thy  glories  here  difplay'd, 
X~A  Great  God,  how  bright  they  fhine; 
While  at  thy  word  we  break  the  bread, 
And  pour  the  flowing  wine  ! 
Z  Here  thy  revenging  jaftice  ftnnds, 
And  pleads  its  dreadful  caufe  : 
Here  faving  mercy  fpreads  her  hands, 
Like  Jet  us  on  the  ciofs. 

3  Thy  faints  attend  with  every  gr.ace 

On  this  great  facrifice  ; 
And  love  appears  with  cheerful  face, 
And  faith  with  lifted  eyes. 

4  Our  cheerful  hope  that  waiting  fits,  ' 

To  heaven  directs  her  fight  ; 


3*4  H      Y      M      N        LXIV. 

Here  every  warmer  paflions  meets, 
And  itronger  powers  unite. 

5  Zeal  and  revenge  perform  their  part, 

And  rifing  fin  destroy  ; 
Repentance  comes  with  aching  heart, 
Yet  ne'er  forbids  the  joy. 

6  Pearfaviour,  change  our  faith  to  fight, 

Let  fin  forever  die  ; 
Then  fhall  our  fouls  be  all  delight, 
And  every  tear  be  dry. 

Hymn       LXIII.    . 
Qur  Saviour  frefent  at  his   Table. 

*  /""^OME  let  us  join  the  facred  fong 
V^/  To  our  afcending  Lord  ; 
Ye  faints  and  angels  round  his  throne, 
And  we  around  his  board. 
2.  Tho'  rais'd  beyond  the  worlds  of  light, 
His  brighter  glories  fhine. 
Where  purer  fouls  enjoy  the  fight 
And  prefence  more  divine. 

3  Yet  here,  unfeen  by  mortal -eyes, 

The  boundlefs  God  refides, 
Renews  the  atoning  facrifice 
And  o'er  the  feaft  prefidcs. 

4  Let  every  hand  that  fharcs  the  food 

And  every  heart  with  fear, 
Feel  the  full  prefence  of  the  God, 
That  fpreads  his  bounties  here. 

5  But  Oh,  the  love,  the  wondrous  love 

The  bleeding  Lord  difplays, 
Shall  earth's  united  fongs  improve, 
And  heaven's  eternal  praife. 

H    Y    M     N       LXIV. 

Invitation  to  the  g^fpelfeaji. 

I  rT^HE  King  of  heaven  his  table  fpreads, 
JL       And  dainties  crown  the  board  £ 
Not  par?dife  with  all  its  joys 
Could  frich  delight  afford. 


HYMN       LXY.  3*5 

Lo,  in  the  blood  that  Jefus  fhed, 

To  raife  the  foul  to  heaven, 
Pardon  and  peace  for  dying  men, 

And  endlefs  life  is  given. 
a  Ye  hungry  poor  that  long  have  ftarv'd 

In  fins  dark  mazes  come  : 
Come  from  the  hedges  and  highways, 

And  grace  ftiall  find  you  room. 
Millions  of  fouls,  in  glory  now, 

Were  fed  and  feafted  here, 
And  millions  more,  ftill  on  their  way, 

Around  the  board  appear. 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 

Nor  weak  excufes  frame  ; 
Affume  your  places  at  the  feaft, 

And  b'lefs  the  founder's  name. 

H  y  vi  n     LXV. 


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Innumerable  mercies  CLrknXiiykdgtL 

N  glad  amazement*  Lord,  I  rTand, 
Amidft  the  bounties  of  thy  hand  ; 
How  numberlefs  thole  bounties  are! 
How  rich,  how  various  and  how  fair  ! 

2  But  *h,  what  poorreturns  I  bring  ! 
Whatlifolefs  fongs  of  praife  I  fing  ! 
Lord,  I  confefs,  with  humble  fhame, 
My  offerings  fcarce  deferve  the  name. 

3  Fain  would  my  labouring  heart  devifc 
Some  nobler  gift  and  facnfic<»; 

It  finks  beneath  the  mighty  load 
That  I  Ihould  render  to  my  God. 
j±,  Tb  him  I  confecrate  my  praife, 
And  vow  the  remnant  of  my  days  j 
Enlarge  my  foul  with  grace  divine, 
And  make  it  worthier  to  be  thine. 
£  Give  me  at  length  an  angel's  tongue, 
To  found  thro'  heaven  the  grateful  fong  f 
A  theme  fo  great  my  voice  (hall  raife, 
And  crown  eternity  with  praife, 
E  e 


V*  *L      Y      M      N        LXVUl 

H  Y  M  K     LXVI. 

Br  a  vacant' Vcngregation. 

1  O  ™dofhtaven'wh°re«?ntleray, 
\^/  Illumes  the  worlds  of  fight 
Thy  wifdom  rules  the  realms  of  day. 
And  leads  the  hoft  of  night, 
a  Behold  thy  waiting  fervants  ftand, 
And  claim  with  feeble  cries, 
Some  jkilful  guide  with  gentle  hand 
1  o  lead  us  to  the  Ikies. 

3  While  abfent  from  thy  temple,  Lord 
xir    ,      wandrinS  Socles  we  ftray 
We  lofe  the  memory  of  thy  word 

And  wafte  the  facred  day. 

4  And  when,  within  thefe  walls  of  thine 

We  find  our  wonted  place  ; 
•  How  faint  our  feeble  voices  join 
To  feek  thy  pardoaing  grace. 

5  Almighty  Saviour,  hear  our  prayer, 

Some  chofen  fervant  raife,      * 
For  us  the  bread  of  life  to  fhare 
And  help  our  lips  to  praife. 

6  Then  in  thy  houfe,  with  joy  unknown 

We'll  raife  a  nobler  long, 
Till  we  (hall  meet  around  thy  throne, 
And  join  the  heavenly  throng. 

Hymn      LXVII. 

For  a  Nezv-  Year's  Day. 

1  TpTERNAL  Sourre  of  every  joy, 

JZj     Thy  pmife  thnll  every  voice  employ. 
While  we  within  thy  courts  appear, 
And  fing  the  bounties  of  the    car. 

2  As  world «  of  glory  round  thee  roll, 
Thy  hand  fupports  the  fteJfaft  pole, 
Direcls  the  fun  what  hour  to  rife, 
And  darknefs  when  to  veil  the  fries. 


H    Y    M    N      LXVIII,  fyfy 

3  The  flowery  Spring  at  thy  command 
Embalms.trie  air,  and  paints  tlie  land  j 
The  blading  beams  of  Summer  mint 
To  raife  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine, 

4  Thy  hand  in  Autumn  richly  pours 
The  copious  fruits  along  the  lhores, 
While  wintry  ftorras  direct  our  eyes 
With  fear  and  wonder  to  the  flues. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  day's 
Demand  returning  fongs  of  praife  ; 
The  opening  light  and  evening  lhade 
Shall  fee  the  cheerful  homage  p^d. 

6  And  Oh,  may  our  harmonies  tongues 
In  worlds  unknown  purfue  the  fongs  ; 
And  in  thofe  brighter  courts  adore, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more 

H     y     m     n       LXVIII. 

A  Hymn  for  Marriage. 

1  dT^  RE-VT  God,  who  form' d  for  fecial  joys', 
\jp   Our  natures  by  thy  power  and  grace, 
And  join'd  in  blerf.  connubial  tieis, 

The  parents  of  our  favour  d  race. 

2  Our  Saviour,  our  afcended  Lord, 
In  Canan  once  a  heavenly  gueff, 

Whofe  b*unty  cheer'd  the  friendly  board 
Whole  prefence  grac'*i  the  nuptial  feaft. 

3  Attend  with  froiles  of  heavenly  love, 
The  pair  thy  facred  laws  combine  ; 

Their  union  blefs,  t.eir'vows  approve. 
And  crown  the  rites  with  grace  divine, 

4  Let  love  affift  their  mutual  toils, 
And  every  focial  blifsbeftow  ; 

Increafe  each  joy  with  friendly  fmiies, 
And  ihare  and  foften  every  woe. 
3  While  each  ?.  kindly  aid  imparts, 
To  run  fecure  the  heavenly  race  ; 
And  make  their  dwelling  and  their  heart?. 
Perpetual  temples  of  thy  praife. 


3**  HYMN      LXIX. 

*  When  death  diffolvt,  tfwfc  facrcd  rics, 
May  each  to  happier  realms  remove  , 

Z\mT  fd  ra,,g?  the  Peac€ful  **«* 

in  oands  of  everlaffing  love. 

H     v     M     N       LXIX. 

HChrifi's  Jlfcention. 
Ai*L  the  day  that  fees  him  rife, 
Ravifh'd  from  our  wifhful  eyes  : 
Chrift  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Re-afcendj,  his  native  heaven  ; 
There  the  pompous  triumph  wiats, 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ; 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  fcene, 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

*  ?™ lho!  highcft  heaven  r««vet, 
Still  he  love,  the  earth  he  leaves: 
i  hough  returning  to  his  throne, 
OtUi  he  calls  mankind  his  own  ; 
Mill  for  us  he  intercedes, 
Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads, 

£«thimfelf  prepares  a  place, 

Harbinger  of  human  race. 

S  Maffer,  may  we  ever  fay, 

Taken  from  our  world  away, 

See  thy  faithful  ferva,/ 

Ever  gazing  up  to  thee  , 

Grant  though  parted  from  our  fight, 

"igh  above  yon  azure  height, 

Grant  our  fouls  may  thither  rife, 

follow  thee  beyond  the  ikies. 
4  Ever  upward  let  us  move, 

Wafted  <sn  the  wings  of  love  ; 

Looking  when  our  Lord  fhall  come, 

Longing  for  a  happier  home  ; 

There  we  (hall  with  thee  remain, 

Partner!  of  thine  endlefs  reig»j 

There  thy  face  unclouded  fee, 

I  Kerens  ia  Shoe. 


LXX. 


Hymn       LXX. 


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J^     Thy  better  psttion  trace  ; 
Rile  from  tranfitory  things, 

Tow'rtis  heaven  thy  native  place  : 
Sun  and  moon,  and  liars,  decay, 

Time  fhall  foon  this  earth  remove  ; 
Rife,  my  foul,  and  haile  away 

To  feats  prepar'd  above. 
2,  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  ftay  in  all  their  courfe, 
Fires  afcending  feek.  the  <un, 

Both  fpeed  them  to  their  iburce  ; 
So  afoul,  that's  born  of  God, 

Pants  to  vfew  his  glorious  face  j 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  reft  in  his  embrace. 

3  Fly  me,  riches  ;   fly  me,  cares, 

While  I  that  coaft  explore, 
Flattering  world,  with  all  thy  fiiares,. 

Solicit  me  no  more, 
Pilgrims  fix  not  here  their  home, 

Strangers  taray  but  a  night, 
When  the  laft  dear  morn  is  come, 

They'll  rile  to  joyful  light. 

4  Ccafe,  ye  pilgrims,  ceafe  to  moUrrij 

Prefs  onward  to  the  prize  j 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  ihies  ; 
Yet  a  leaf  on,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given, 
All  our  farrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchang'd  for  heaven. 

End  of  the  H  YMNS, 
E  e--a 


ANTHEM     j\ 
ANTHEM,     From  Job,  VII. 

JS  there  not  an  appointed  time  to  man  upon  earth! 
.  Art  w/ his  days  alfo  as  th«  days  of  an  hireling? 
u)  made  to  poiTels  months  of  vanity,  and  wearifome 
wights  are  appointed  to  me.  When  I  tie  down,  I  fav, 
When  (hall  1  ariie,  and  the  night  be  gone  ?  I'm  full  'of 
loffings  to  and  fro,  unto  the  dawning  of  the  day.  My 
fieih  is  cloth'd  with  worms,  and  clods  of  Jul  ;  my  lki:i 
is  broken,  and  become  loathfome,  I  bath  it,  I  would 
not  hve  always  :  let  me  alone,  for  my  days  are  vanity. 
My  days  are  fwifter  than  a  weaver's  fhuttle,  and  a.c 
fpent  without  hope.  O  remember  that  my  life  is 
wind  !  mine  eye  ihall  no  more  fee  good.  As  the  cloud 
is  confumed,  and  vaniiheth  away  :  fo  he  who  goeth 
down  to  the  grave,  lhall  come  up  no  mete  :  for  now 
/hall  I  flep  in  the  duft,  and  thou  fnait  feck  me  in  the 
morning,  but  \Jkall  not  h. 

ANTHEM       FROM       SUNDRY       SCRIPTURES. 

ARISE,  ihine,  O  Zion,  for  thy  light  is  come, 
arid  the  glory  cf  the  Lord  is  ri  fen  upon  thee: 
Ana  the  gentiles  ihall  come  to  thy  light,  and  King's  to 
the  bnghtnefs  of  thy  rifiiig.  Sing,  fmg,  G  Heavens, 
pnd  be  joyful,  O.  eailh,  fcr  heboid  I  bring  you  glad 
tidings  or  great  joy,  which  fhail  be  to  all  people.  For 
unto  you  is  born  this  day  in  the  city  of  David,  a  Savi- 
our, who  is  Chriit  the  Lord.  Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
and  on  earth  peace,  good  will  towards  men.  For  unto 
us  a  child  is  born,  unto  us  a  fon  is  given  ;  and  his  name 
mall  be  called  Wonderful,  Cnunfellor,  the  Mighty  GodL 
the  everlaftfbg  Father,  the  Prince  of  Peace.  Amen. 
Hallelujah.     Amen. 

ANTHEM.     From  Psalm  CXXIV. 

IF  the  Lord  himfelf  had  not  been  on  our  fide— now 
may  Ifrael  fay,-,  if  the  Lord  himfelf  had  not  been 
on  our  fide,  when  men  rofe  up  againft  us  :  they  had 
Fwailowed  us  up  quick;  yea,  the  waters  had  drown'd 
us ;  and  Phe  ftream  had  gone  over  our  foul.  But  praif- 
ej  be  the  Lord,  our  foul  is  efcaped,  even  as  a  bird  out 
of  the  fnarc  of  the  fowler  ;  the  fnare  is  broken,  and  we 
arc  delivered.  Our  help  ihmdeth  in  the  name  of  the 
UPitifttbD  made  heav«o  »v.l  earth. 


A    N    T     H    E     M     S  33N 

ANTHEM.     From  Luke  II. 

BEHOLD  I  bring  you  glad  tidings  of  joy,  which 
thall  be  to  all  people.  For  unto  you  is  born 1  thii 
day,  in  the  city  of  David,  a  Saviour,  who  is  Chnft  the 
Lord  And  this  ihall  be  a  fign  unto  you.  You  Oiad 
find  the  Babe  wragt  in  Cwadiing  clothes,  lying  in  a 
manger.  And  fuddenly  there  was  with  the  angel  a 
multitude  of. the  heavenly  hod",  praifing  God  and  lay- 
ing, Glory  to  God  in  the  higheft,  andon  earth  peace, 
good  wit)  towards  men.     Hallelujah  ! 

ANTHEM.     From  Isaiah  XLIV. 

SING,  fing,  O  ye  Heavens  ;  for  the  Lord  hath 
done  it  :  Shout,  fnout,  ye  lower  parts  of  the  earth  : 
vor  the  Lord  hath  redeem' d  Jacob,  and  glorified  him* 
felf  in  lfrael.  Break  forth  into  ringing,  ye  mountain?, 
O  foreir,  and  ev'ry  tree  therein  :  For  the  Lord  hath  re* 
deemed  Jacob*  and  glorified  himfelf  in  lfrael.  Glory 
be  to  the  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft,  as  it  was  m 
the  beginning,  is  now,  and  ever  mall  be,  world  without 
end.     Amen; 

ANTHEM.     From  Psalm  CIV. 

PRAISE  the  Lord,  O  my    foul  !   O  Lord,    my 
God,    thou     art     become     exceeding    glorious  I 
Thou  art  clothed  with  majedy  and  honour.  Hallelujah 
Amen.     Thou  decked  thyielf  with  light,  as    it    were 
with  a  garment,  and  Ipreadeft  out  the  Heavens    like  a 
curtain."   Who  layeft  the   beams    of   his   chambers    in 
the  waters,  and  maketh    the    clouds   his    chariot,    and 
walkethupon  the  wings  of  the  wind  :  He  maketh   his 
angels  fpirits,  and  his    minifters   a  flaming   fire  :    He 
laid'the  foundations  of  the  earth,  that  it  never    be    re- 
moved.    O  Lord,  hr,v  manifold  are    thy   works  !   In 
wifdom  haft  thou  made  them  all.     The    earth    is   full 
of  thy  riches.     The  glorious  majefty  of  the  Lord    (haL 
endure  forever.     The  Lord  mail  rejoice  m  his    works. 
Hallelujah — Amen. 

ANTHEM     From  2  Sam.  Chap.  L 
H  E    beauty  of  lfrael  is  flain  upon    thine    h'lgbn 
places;  How  are  the. mighty   fallen  1    Te.l  it 


T 


Gath,  publifh  it  not  in  the  /hears    of  AikeloH  : 
Left  the  daughters   of  the    Philiftiiyss  mould   rejoice,' 
and  the  daughters  of  the  uncircumcifed  mould  triumph, 
Ye  mountains  of  GWhoa,  let  there  be   no   dew,   neither 
rain  upon  you  ;   for  there  the  fhield  of  the    Mighty    is 
vilely  caft  away.     Saul  and  Jonathan  were  lovely    and 
•':  in  their  lives,  and  in  their  deaths  they  were  ..ot 
-  —Ye  daughters  of  Lfrael,  weep,  weep  over  Saul, . 
who  clothed  you  in  fcarlet,  with  other    delights  ;    who 
put  ornament's  of  gold  upon  your  apparel.  How  arc  the 
mighty  fallen  in  the  midftof  the  battle  !— O  Jonathan  ! 
iji  flam  upon  thine  high  places :   I  am    diftreficd* 
c,  O  my  brother  Jonathan  '    very  pfeafant    haft 
thou  been  unto  me  ;   th)  love  to    me    was    Wonderful, 
palling  the  love  of  women. — How  arc  the  mighty    fal- 
len, and  the  weapons  of  war  pcriibed. 

A  N  T  H  E  M.     From    Psalm  VIII. 

OLORD,  our  Governor,  how  excellent  is  thy 
in  all  the  world  :  Thou  haft  fet  thy  glory 
•ens  !  Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes  and 
rigs  thou  haft  ordained  ftrength,  that  thou  might- 
eft  ftill  the  enemy  and  the  avenger.  I  will  confider  the 
heavens  the  works  of  thy  fingers,  the  moon  and  ftars 
which  thou  haft  ordained.  What  is  man,  that  rf10u 
art  mindful  of  him  ?  and  the  fon  of  man,  that  thou 
vifiteft  him  ?  Thou  mad'ft  him  lower  than  the  angels, 
to  crown  him  with  glory  and  worlhip,  O  Lord,  our 
Governor,  how  excellent  is  thy  name  in  all  the  world. 


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